March 2012
If I’ve realized anything from losing my entire portfolio of photography, it’s that I signed up for this. I’m an artist of sorts and just because I dropped the ball doesn’t mean I can’t pick it back up again. Doesn’t mean that all inspiration stops here. Im going to make mistakes, hurt for the rest of my life and give up so much for something i love.I once said...
February 2012
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Computer wont even turn on now. I’m a fucking idiot and didnt back up my portfolio and all my work to a hard drive. Verge of tears.
Video: This Pigeon Commutes From Manhattan To NJ... →
thought this was funny.
that’s cute, tumblr.
shaken awake by bad dreams. Egh.
violent femme: sun shout →
likelava:
I miss the way your body felt against mine, warm and polite. When you’d slide your callused fingers against my shoulder blades and tell me stories when I asked for them. The way you’d move my hair to kiss my neck before I fell asleep. Those quiet things I never talked about with anyone because…
this breaks my heart Ashli, because I know the feeling all too well.
Murder Suspect’s Body Found Near Coral Springs... →
I graduate and this shit happens. hah.
“What the hell is an instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five...”
– Looking for Alaska, John Green. (via asinwonderland)
Chicago Bulls' Luol Deng breaks All-Star dress... →
I was wondering what that was about, that’s super sweet.
Date a girl who takes photographs. →
madlyalive:
rachelsgarden:
Date a girl who takes photographs. Date a girl whose favorite sound is the click-click of the shutter as it closes and opens to capture a memory. Date a girl who sees the wonder in the simplest things. Date a girl who looks at the world and wonders how to put a little of herself in it.
You might find her in the park, lost behind her lens, the world a blur around...
“I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple...”
– John Green (via intoxicatedsoul)
you were so blue cool, what could I do.
“Photography is a small voice, at best, but sometimes one photograph, or a group...”
– W. Eugene Smith (via life)
“I am thinking about her. I am thinking about her even though I don’t want to...”
– James Frey, A Million Little Pieces (via cheynesaw)
I heard this was really good.
“I was a camera, until I went blind”
– Bright Eyes (via caitianne)
pizza bites and homework for a few hours
check out my writing blog
www.uneautre.tumblr.com
favouritefoodandcolour asked: Dude, I'm serious. Write me song lyrics. Your writing so beautiful. I'm insanely jealous.
uneautre:
to know you like a blueprint,
I want to be fluent in your body language.
to speak your tongue and trace each accent to a t.
to breathe on time with you,
I want to dance to your circadian rhythm.
to settle you from restless sleep.
To cue the curtain of your smile
I want to memorize the script for your emotion
to know you like a blueprint.
to keep you mine for a while.
...
hormonal bitch. going to watch the three point tournament, be angry that I don’t have eggs to bake with, and eat half baked icecream in front of my 32” flat screen because fuck you.
i LOVE weekends when no one’s around and all my guy friends don’t want to hang out.
also known as the past three weeks.
tired of college. I need a break, I want to come home.
I have so much to say about one really awesome girl in my life but not enough energy to say it do, tomorrow.