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Some of our patches - available here!

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Baphomet by J.F.C. Fuller.

oursoulsaredamned:

Baphomet by J.F.C. Fuller.

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Santiago Caruso

you-need-satan:

Santiago Caruso

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Daughters of Bastards handmade chainmaille and leather vest. “Crows fly at dusk” line 2014 created by Katie Sandberg
Photographer: Sasha PozzoloModel: Yula A Stachelski 

daughters-of-bastards:

Daughters of Bastards handmade chainmaille and leather vest. “Crows fly at dusk” line 2014 created by Katie Sandberg

Photographer: Sasha Pozzolo
Model: Yula A Stachelski
 

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Zoom Stained Bison Teeth
Kissing Canines
Antique Brass

20.oo Thru paypal or etsy :)

Stained Bison Teeth
Kissing Canines
Antique Brass

20.oo Thru paypal or etsy :)

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Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read
to the end just to find out who killed the cook.
Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark,
in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication.
Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot,
the one you beat to the punchline, the door, or the one
who left you in your red dress and shoes, the ones
that crimped your toes, don’t regret those.
Not the nights you called god names and cursed
your mother, sunk like a dog in the livingroom couch,
chewing your nails and crushed by loneliness.
You were meant to inhale those smoky nights
over a bottle of flat beer, to sweep stuck onion rings
across the dirty restaurant floor, to wear the frayed
coat with its loose buttons, its pockets full of struck matches.
You’ve walked those streets a thousand times and still
you end up here. Regret none of it, not one
of the wasted days you wanted to know nothing,
when the lights from the carnival rides
were the only stars you believed in, loving them
for their uselessness, not wanting to be saved.
You’ve traveled this far on the back of every mistake,
ridden in dark-eyed and morose but calm as a house
after the TV set has been pitched out the upstairs
window. Harmless as a broken ax. Emptied
of expectation. Relax. Don’t bother remembering
any of it. Let’s stop here, under the lit sign
on the corner, and watch all the people walk by.

— Dorianne Laux, “Antilamentation” (via words-in-lines)

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Zoom Weak beer and strong words at the pool…recovering from playing smash em up on the freeway :(

Weak beer and strong words at the pool…recovering from playing smash em up on the freeway :(

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Zoom This nite is too long to think about the one i love and miss.

I know im going to be up til the wee hours. Solitary, quiet, introspective and rather sad hours. 

But ive got some memories..ive got some reassuring fucking music.. ive got reliable intoxicants..

So, for the time being all im supposed to be doing is keeping a cool head..and maybe frantically do some work that will keep my mind and hands occupied. So much.

This nite is too long to think about the one i love and miss.

I know im going to be up til the wee hours. Solitary, quiet, introspective and rather sad hours.

But ive got some memories..ive got some reassuring fucking music.. ive got reliable intoxicants..

So, for the time being all im supposed to be doing is keeping a cool head..and maybe frantically do some work that will keep my mind and hands occupied. So much.

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