Oni Photos Studios- Album Project:  We Love Each Other This is project is to show that there is no difference between a heterosexual and homosexual relationship, they are people that love each other and that is all that matters.I asked them all two questions;“What comes to your mind when you think of your partner?”“What do you enjoy most about your relationship?” ~Lacey and Denise~Her smile.A little burst of adrenaline.We can literally do nothing and still enjoy being around each other. — wit’ Riot! Girl of Oni Photos Studios an’Lacey Young
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Oni Photos Studios- Album Project:  We Love Each Other

This is project is to show that there is no difference between a heterosexual and homosexual relationship, they are people that love each other and that is all that matters.

I asked them all two questions;
“What comes to your mind when you think of your partner?”
“What do you enjoy most about your relationship?”

~Lacey and Denise~

Her smile.

A little burst of adrenaline.

We can literally do nothing and still enjoy being around each other. — wit’ Riot! Girl of Oni Photos Studios an’Lacey Young

franticscrawls:

So I proposed to Denise on the 8th of March, 2013. Oceano Beach down in her neck of the woods. 
Yeah. 

That happened. 

By the way, it was a ring box inside a paper Companion Cube I made earlier that day. 

Also she said YES.

Holllaaaa

WELL. Since apparently my latest hire decided he wouldn’t do the fucking nude section because of some arbitrary reason, here are the edits of my latest shoot. 

NOTE: Welcome to this industry for the last two photos. Welcome to the fucking stupid photo editing they throw on magazines and shit. Switch between the two for a while. You’ll get it. 

Honestly I’m not sure how I feel about these photos. I have “unedited” photos (those not worth his time editing) that are pretty cool so you’ll be seeing those soon, or later, considering there are almost 400 of them.

Winston Images, San Jose, February 18, 2013

Lacey Young

I got all my tattoo photos now! I’m getting the ones on my leg touched up, I’m a shaker. 

Vulture done by Matt Tarkman, and others By Basia Kaminska, both of Empty Decks Tattoos in Redwood City, California. 

^.^

Source: franticscrawls

Something about Voldemort vampyre zombie pirate werewolf kitties

franticscrawls:

I gave you my heart. 

I gave you my ring. 

I gave you my word. 

You are my girl. 

/

I’ll run my fingers down your back.

I’ll kiss your knuckles. 

I’ll bite your neck.

You are what I reach for at night. 

/

We play-fight all the time.

We get irked at each other sometimes. 

We laugh way too much too early in the morning. 

You are my everything. 

20 followers, what! Hi newcomers! :3 I’m so glad you’re here. 

I’m sure you can already tell but my main blog is here.

The url thing doesn’t make much sense, does it? I created this OC blog and changes things up a bit. Not like you care, but I find it amusing.

I think I have everything, yes.

franticjingles:

All that is gold does not glitter

Not all those who wander are lost

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We were going to get matching tattoos

But now I have one covering

Where your name is scarred by your hand

In my flesh

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The old that is strong does not wither

Deep roots are not reached by the frost

From the ashes a fire shall be woken

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken

The crownless again shall be king

There are zombies and god is a lesbian, but nothing’s on fire.

It appears…

Love has failed us.

Though we stagger-sprint

Across the cracking, chaotically crowded streets and curbs,

Hand in hand bound taut;

Trajectory set for the void. 

Source: frantic-dreams

There is in fact a fine line and I believe I have not crossed it here.

frantic-scrawls:

They told me I couldn’t sing.

So I sang.

They told me I was ugly.

So I became a model with high self-esteem.

They told me if I kept eating they way I did, I wouldn’t be skinny anymore.

I shrugged and said it didn’t matter and downed the rest of my milk. 

They called me a poser.

I zealously laughed in their faces and skipped away.

They told me that making art and music won’t save the world.

It sure as hell saved mine. 

They said that little girls shouldn’t be so smart.

I sniffed absentmindedly and turned the page of my book. 

Funnily enough they also said little girls shouldn’t play football,

But I was too busy tackling their sons. 

I’m pretty sure someone said I couldn’t outdrink them;

I made myself another rum and coke as they were passed out with their shoes on. 

Huh.

How amusing.

I think the only thing they were right about was that

I am really, really gay. 

Fifty-three

franticscrawls:

The ocean in winter

The boardwalk in fall

*

A bonfire in spring

A skate sesh in summer

*

The heater is on and I’m sure

I’d sweat with you here.

There is sand in our shoes

And leaves under our feet.

If I got drunk and almost fell in the fire

I believe you might catch me.

After a bit maybe you’ll watch smiling

Or even let me teach you.