Man, you’re only going to be alive, if you’re lucky, 80, 90 years. And then that’s it. That’s all you get. So why not? Why does it fucking matter? I can do anything I wanna do, you know. Fuck, man. Get on it. Let’s go. Time’s running out.
By Wayne White (via cityyandcolour)
‘The Miami sun’ is a competition entry for a landmark proposal at the bayfront park in Miami conceived by VisionDivision. The design is meant to stand as a monument, symbolizing the good life experienced in the beach side city, while also enriching and counter balancing the existing green space and its tropical landscaping. The thin, half sphere-shaped structure, is projected to function as a hotel, with a casino on the lower floors, and an observation decks on the upper levels.
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.” — Bob Marley