Dada Life. Dada Land Compound, Los Angeles. May 18, 2013.

W&W. Beyond Wonderland SoCal, 2013.


hot people are fun to look at

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I personally started experimenting with psychedelics when I was about 19, and at first, it changed my life in this beautiful way—like unlocking a door. So I stepped through the door and very quickly, within a few years, stopped using drugs to go through the door, because I realized I could go through the door on my own. A lot of my friends didn’t. I have friends who have flipped out on acid or mushrooms and had devastating things happen. I have a friend who did one line of what she thought was cocaine, and it was heroin, and she died instantly and left a child behind. I’ve known friends who have gone from smoking weed every day to doing GHB and speed, and then they die years later of a speed overdose with no teeth in their mouth.

I feel more of a responsibility to friends that I’ve lost, or friends whose lives have been destroyed, or their health is wrecked, or their marriage is gone, or whatever. I wish I had somehow intervened for them before things got bad, and many times I tried, but that doesn’t always work. But I decided I wanted to be as clear and sober as I could be and how fun that could be. I’d go 10 hours a night dancing and going to raves at the beaches and have just as much fun without getting high, more so because I could really participate in each experience, and I could remember my experiences and process on a deeper level. Don’t get me wrong, I love drinking wine; my father is a winemaker, and I don’t really want to have judgments as much as say I promote mental health and clarity and physical health and well-being.

— Lorin Ashton/Bassnectar about drug use in his interview with Katie Bain from Insomniac. (via darthmoonmoon)

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*fills mason jar with vodka* i’m doing a cleanse

It’s a good day when I get to drive the Beamer.

I’ve literally had crushes on, like, 80% of girls I’ve known. If we’re friends, I promise I fell for you at some point before, or during our friendship.

Even girls I didn’t know, but saw, and instantly thought, “You. You’e pretty. I’d like to hold your hand, and buy you coffee, and snuggle, and REALLY love you.”

Not that I’ve ever said that. Out loud. I just mean “Love at First Sight” is a chronic disorder…and I have it.

[aggressively thinks about having sex with you while keeping a straight face]

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All of the rave/edm pictures and gifs I post are mine.  I want to start writing more of my own thoughts on here.  This is a blog after all, right?