whoa whoa, wait up. pluto is no longer considered a planet, woman. ergo, holds no place in that half-assed rendition of the solar system on your epidermis. christ, forget it. just… just go home. you’ll never understand my pain.
save us from the factory
Jay. Copywriter by profession, art tourist by birth. Grew up, lives, works, loves, hates, and shoots photographs in Dubai. Creates truths that the common men, women and children want to see or hear, and always with a clean conscience.
It's obvious, but I guess it needs to be said: the media i've reblogged are't mine. I just think they're noteworthy. That's it.
