"Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face. The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid. Look at the successful men in any of the learned professions. How perfectly hideous they are. Except, of course, in the Church. But then in the Church they don't think." -The Picture of Dorian Gray
Good books, music, and art(photography included) are a big (sometimes unhealthy) part of my existence.
Writers who are willing to explore the unknown and defy society's beliefs inspire my intellect. Jules Joseph Lefebvre's Mary Magdalene to artists such as Alex Grey inspire my creativity.
My past has kept my mind open to anything.
I tend to overthink too much and analyze everything.
I forgive and forget too easily, but don't take advantage of it. Prey on my inherent need to find good in all people and my constant willing in forgiveness? I'm tired of amounting to that shit.
I love retro glamour and classic cars. Hot rod gals and Hollywood pin-ups.
My love of cars - so long as they have speed. Black leather, guns, tattoos and general bad behavior.
Nothing's better than a day with someone I love. I don't care where you come from or what crimes you've committed, I'll love you anyways.
I am a HUGE nerd. I still collect old school comics.
I find the chaos theory to be particularly fascinating.
My love for music for the most part is in true metal; my music collection, however, is unfathomable.
I enjoy some of the most fucked up things.