FvckYourSelf💀☯☪

Depressed.Fat.ED.SuicidalPuertoricanWeedCigarette🚬.Atheist.Independentista.Revolucionaria. ❤️💛💚

tamysred:

Mi puto problema es que me cuesta mucho entregar mi corazón… soy demasiado egoísta con mis sueños, ilusiones y con mi vida.

tamysred:

Mi puto problema es que me cuesta mucho entregar mi corazón… soy demasiado egoísta con mis sueños, ilusiones y con mi vida.

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juliettesandleitner:

august 12, 2014

new york city was extra cloudy and picturesque today

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blackumi:

What in fucks name is this flying water

blackumi:

What in fucks name is this flying water

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Kissed (1996)

Kissed (1996)

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kushandwizdom:

More good vibes here

instagram:

Stealing Moments on Set with @simonchaudoir

To see more playful portraits, follow @simonchaudoir.

The Instagram photos of a fellow film director first inspired Simon Chaudoir’s (@simonchaudoir) playful, sometimes macabre, portraits. “For a long time I had the image in my mind of myself lying on a studio floor having been crushed by a falling lamp,” explains Simon, who leads a harried, globetrotting life directing music videos and commercials. “It expressed something that I felt about my working life. I realized that Instagram gave me the platform to explore such images.”

With filmmaking equipment and backdrops at his disposal, Simon crafts jarring photos that draw from elements of Renaissance paintings, surrealist photography and the avant-garde. “Way, way, back I studied Fine Art,” says Simon of his university years. “This was the first time since then that I had the pleasure of producing something purely for my own pleasure and amusement.”

“Sometimes when I accept a job, knowing the equipment that’s going to be used and the people involved, I’ve already conceived what the picture of the day will be,” he says. But the photos themselves tend to come together quickly. “All my pictures are taken in snatched moments when I am working for other people,” he says, “lunch-breaks, lulls in shooting or when we wrap.”

ask-rainy-water-princess:

genocidershodan:

lemonteaflower:

anxiety.

Or, you know, you could just stop saying sorry.

I take it you don’t have anxiety.

You can’t “just stop saying sorry”. You do something, something so little, like accidentally bump into someone. You feel horrible about it. Your brain starts panicking and you have trouble trying to breathe. You stutter an apology. They say it’s okay, but you accidentally do it again, and you apologize again. They just say “Aha, you can stop saying sorry.” And you feel horrible that you’ve probably made them angry or upset, so you mutter out an apology for the third stupid time, and they just say to stop saying sorry. Stop saying sorry. 

You can’t just tell someone to stop saying you’re sorry.

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