sunscraps.

Doing my thing, one day at a time.

"It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love."

halfwaythruthedark:

"What do you think, sis? Should we kill him now? Or should we slip into something more comfortable first?"

halfwaythruthedark:

"What do you think, sis? Should we kill him now? Or should we slip into something more comfortable first?"

(via jarlid)

at Fulton 55

at Fulton 55

at Fulton 55

at Fulton 55

SF, I love you (at San Francisco)

SF, I love you (at San Francisco)