Thursday, May 8, 2014

Sweet Dreams. Salty Helmets.

my love, my love, my love...she keeps me warm at night.

Sometimes a man just needs to rent a nice bike, get a cabin, ride it a bunch, get shitfaced, and snuggle with it.
Shame is a self-imposed mechanism that society creates for you, but you can choose not to oblige it.

Sweet dreams.  Salty helmets.

Up, up, up.

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