This is actually what happened to Benjamin Barker after he died…
The first time
The first time I ever heard Dean Martins’ voice I was 6 years old. When my grandmother played that LP on her phonograph my heart opened up a trail full of trees leaking deep purple plums of velvet with a lake of shiny blue tears waiting to flush out of me, but it wanted to stay in so that I could swim in the gold sound of his voice. I regret waiting until I was 13 too hear him again, this time it gave me polished platinum bubbles swimming out of my throat and jumping off the tip of my tongue.

I’d sue…
(via immerseintothesunshine)
choosing a camera
Well, now that my D3100’s auto focus system is broken, I’m gonna get a new camera that I enjoy shooting with. Perhaps a mirror less system camera?





