Foppolo by Night | Italy (by Pierpaolo. | via inspirens)
Honor Your Wild
Honor has always been a difficult thing to explain. It's an expression of Pride that is vital to the upbringing of a man. I love Hemingway. I love the simplicity of complexity. I love the smell of a freshly beveled edge. It's a return to roots type of living that is in tune with Nature, fellow men, and the Creator. The name of the game might be survival, but the method you chose to survive defines you. I can't promise I won't pretend I might act and write like I think I'm Hemingway sometimes, but we learn from our fathers, our forefathers, and our American Heroes. Learn by doing. Grease, sweat, and blood mixed is unlike any other scent or texture. Just ask, or if your so inclined, answer the call of your heritage, shove all in every now and then, take risks and thank the Lord for the very burns and bruises you encounter from it. Gentlemen, this is our world. -Will
May262012
May242012
(Source: scullandoars, via da-i-net)
10AM
(Source: viewfromthetent, via theohpioneer)
May232012
Best day ever.
1AM
Not to use tumblr to harp on my shortcomings, but living intentionally has gone so astray since I got home. I’m half considering making a list and putting on my celing to remind myself my goals for the day. I stand for something and I should be a beacon of it. All the time. I don’t even make excuses, it just doesn’t happen like it should. I told myself I was going to let Andrew know I’m after his heart this summer but I haven’t gotten to it. You waste around waiting for the right moment when every moment in good health and good company is enough to share.
At least my best friend is standing right beside me with my same thoughts and feelings. I don’t think I take enough time to say how wonderful she is.
You’re wonderful to me.
1AM
Lamborghini Gallardo Superleggera
(by Chris Brasher)
May202012
(Source: theblackworkshop)
May192012
I just don’t feel like myself, and the more everyone notices it and gets upset at it, the worse it is. It’s that feeling of being frustrated and not having anything to show for your frustration.
1PM
037 flying…
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