Perhaps we're guided by an illusion; we're surely not guided by consciousness. -------------------------------------------------------------- A blog dedicated to all the uplands - from the humble hills of Denmark to the lofty peaks of Nepal. -------------------------------------------------------------- The alternative peak and me.
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ended up in a berlin club with simon/bonobo
my weekly issue of porn just got delivered
cause we live in a Bad Kingdom Moderat, copenhagen, 15.2.2014
And in her mouth he cameDrinking Château-Yquem
what my evening consists of…
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something. (RR)
my wrists are riversmy fingers are words
//stay updated if you fancy
Hah an iconic photo from this summer. Camping on the banks of the Danube near my hometown with some close friends.
Guess who’s the lad that’s being given beer.. cause hands are too busy gutting some fish.
3 encores last night! fuckin Bonobo rocked the soul of that warehouse @sofia

Rocks, Skin, and Sun on Behance

little sth i did last month on the seaside

Till the sunlight burns a happy hole in your heart (500px)