it’s been quite the run, but I am transitioning out of the DJ SRSLY persona and will be performing as DJ Dan Dominguez in the future. This page will eventually forward to my other projects. Thanks for the support

Janaina Medeiros
Sade Olutola
we're not kids anymore.
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dirt enthusiast
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Andulka
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Product Placement
YOU ARE THE REASON

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occasionally subtle
Peter Solarz

PR's Tumblrdome
trying on a metaphor
Three Goblin Art
KIROKAZE

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@djsrsly
it’s been quite the run, but I am transitioning out of the DJ SRSLY persona and will be performing as DJ Dan Dominguez in the future. This page will eventually forward to my other projects. Thanks for the support
!!!!!!!!!!
issa summer anthem
Sean P! (Grey Hulk) RAP KINGS character illustration.
sew good
murakami has always been one of my favorite (if not my favorite artist) as soon as I was introduced to him. being able to see his exhibit at the MCA in Chicago solo was one of my favorite experiences from one of my favorite weekends ever. specifically, I have always been drawn to his "flower" series. his "superflat" style has always resonated with me (super bright colors! cel animated style!), so much so that it is a third of my tattoo sleeve. what I love most about this series is starting with "flowers in heaven", murakami "hid" non-smiling flowers throughout the piece. I always identified with the idea that even within a sea of literal happiness, there is a seed of sadness. Increasingly, I've also identified with the idea of dazzling the viewer with displays of color and happiness to conceal the seeds of discontent. 2017 was a difficult year for many people (but also a great year for friends and loved ones, which makes me happy), but it was definitively the most difficult year I've ever experienced. to be clear, this year broke me in a way I did not know it could be broken. to be pointedly clear, 2017 was the year that the seed of sadness grew into me deciding not *if* I should end my own life, but *when* I should end my own life. I felt that I had experienced the full spectrum of human experience, and was weary of continuing. looking back, I am very fortunate that I made it 34 years on this earth without experiencing how truly painful life can be. I mention this publicly because I know talking to other friends that I love and admire and cherish that I was not the only one to have similar thoughts this past year, and realizing that I was falling prey to that ancient pair of lies-that my problems are specific (nobody knows how I feel) and insurmountable (I can't escape the problems I have), and how applicable that old chestnut about "permanent solutions to temporary problems" is.
most of all, having talked with friends that have had close friends and loved ones end their own lives, it's because of you (yes, you) that I ultimately turned the corner toward a continued future. knowing that I would cause such pain (life altering, even) to family and loved ones isn't something I couldn't ever commit to, and so working through my issues became an option that became tenable again. thank you for loving and caring for me, thank you for reaching out to me these past couple months. Sorry if I've let you down this past year. I've turned off comments on this, but please feel free to reach out if you want to talk. love you (yes, you), Dan
maybe my favorite video of all time?
RIP MEHDI
ISSA VIBE.
this luda verse is HARD. AS. NAILS.
excess is just my character. #issafridayvibe
have you ever had sex with a pharaohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?...
tell me what I gotta do to be THAT guy
She asked a waiter for a cognac, and shivered, watching the Paris traffic flow past, perpetual river of steel and glass, while all around her, at other tables, strangers ate and smiled, drank and argued, said bitter good-byes or swore private fealties to an afternoon’s feeling.
William Gibson, Count Zero
issa monday vibe
WE HAD A PIMPIN’ DYNASTY, THREE STACKS!
this is one of the hardest songs and video treatments of the 00s don’t even dare @ me you faux sophisticates
I wish I was from AT (not gonna even say the rest)