12 january 2018
Current Mood: S/P/E/E/D
So I finally did it, I ended my last relationship and am in the process of consolidating and moving back to the East Coast.
Also I finally got a tattoo, and I'm stupid fucking stoked about it. It's an outline of a shortfin Mako with the text "NEVER STOP MOVING" on the interior. Adapt or die. Change or die.
Or the classic of course, "Adapt. Improvise, Overcome" :P
I'm feeling this weird mix of like, Boccionian/Marinetti stype Futurism (Fast cars! Fuck the system! Break shit and make bold things!) and dark humor. I know that neither of those things are actually feelings but goddamnit that's the best I can come up with right now.