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Fashion, Modeling, Photography, Poetry 

[in-love-with-movies]

Empire Records (USA, 1995)

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Driving Miss Daisy (USA, 1989)

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All I Want for Christmas (USA, 1991)

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The Hole (UK, 2001)

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The Stepford Wives (USA, 2004)

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Sex and the City 2 (USA, 2010)

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American Beauty (USA, 1999)

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The First Wives Club (USA, 1996)

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Now and Then (USA, 1995)

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Descendants (USA, 2015)

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Sex and the City (USA, 2008)

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Hocus Pocus (USA, 1993)

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Ghost World (USA - UK - Germany, 2001)

[in-love-with-movies]

Monkey Trouble (Japan - USA, 1994)

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Thank you @angelbabebeauty and everyone who got me to 25 reblogs!

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It’s only been 3 flippin months since I had this thought 🌪🌊🦋🔥🌈🧜‍♀️💭 The Official Launch of my Brand New YouTube Channel (Intro video: to Mime very home Channel TheOceansBrokenSoulDrop🌊💧is Up finally). 🌌💫🐼✌️🍃💕🌊🥀✨👁 🌗#introvert #depression #anxiety #endosupport #poetry #fallenangelpoetry #poetryofpain #darkpoetry #poetrytohealthesoul #art #healthycooking #whitelighter #darklighter #charmed #enchanted #masterprocrastinator #weareone #iloveyou #noshame #dontjudge

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When 3 months fresh n driven entrepreneurial excitement turns into several years of nothing but highly intense ongoing depression… I procrastinate more than one should stay healthy as often as I remember to eat and I never seem to get all that I want to get done and out of the way of my self period I plan to be here now learning to heal what I just still can not let go of a lost hope that can just never be so. #endowarrior #endowarriors #anxietyanddepressionadvocate #anxietyanddepressionsupport #justkeepfighting #fightingthestigma #breathing practice working up to eat healthy now just make it a part of your daily routine whatever that might look like to do #doyou #yougottadothework #think #fromtheinsidefirst #love yourself #fromtheinsideout comfort all your demons let them know they are welcome and still just appreciated for being here and still working on staying still my soul worth— it is still crumpling up hope is just about this far from freezing hope again still the hard voice as it stirs in the turmoil bubbles and the mime I am this close to feeling well deep down I simply worry like a sea move water that all the trauma flows like rain bows and silent chaos these trips through the ocean water the wild flames we endure these waves n storms will just never cease to exist the ice cube will always require someone or something to be close stay warm like a fireplace burns to create wood piles of newly cut up— hope in the miniature pieces small waves heal the soul wounds if you believe you can heal the worlds reclusive rainbows create what falls hope it sparkles with just one deep thought at a time I do worry I can’t still just breathe in the present moment with a soft tempo my hands wave about the earths light waves meet the dark night star lights hope on her own she doubts the worlds truth can be covered in nothing but what still just lies in order to make up a cool rhythm and breezy ocean flows I know I am not the one who fibs on others to make a point be known be heard I still just don’t care to be seen I am not just all that you see wrapped up in a small corner I hope just Like you feel you still worry you can’t simply still what wants to remain wild to be untamed I scribe this is all mime to be the mute may very well be all that is well— complete freedom is vital to being whole deep down. What you worry controls you usually almost always eventually wounds you and leaves behind scars we can’t scrape off the skin drapes of wonder and colors we wear hope in the broken halos I see white and black stripes pick up the flames lift up the darkness that still surrounds the moons light can be more noise than it is worth seeing hope in the wild rainbow colors love what as you watch on from far away rainbow hope bubbles pop and soothe the sore spots return it to the one who believes they will be just hope can you live to be it now I mime just trying to be the mindful it I am choosing to be worry that can remember to be happy baby roll it out as you think you should stretch the mind can’t stay awake if one simply just does not allow it to rest in the frozen sleep it feels the flames still rising love can you be just this the beast you are still miming the thing you are just taming the wild earth is cluttered with souls who still just do not want to be contained in this bubbly atmosphere I sea the foam bubble up and bite down into hopes chest pull the frozen heart out of the water waves carry her light spirits ambivalent ways sway the trees dance in the daylight hours as they fall back into the strong oaks morning flames crackle to become the soul in the rippling waves still miming hope still release all this trouble remains hidden hunkered down in the sparks ocean like soul drops wish to stay silent ones be the painter with pen in hand steady the anxious worry that settles the mind the mime reads her own waves for the intensity that they are feeling in the moment I see the Red Sea bubbles cross over the earths broken up roads travel where others rarely explore and understand the sound of splashing water heals the wounded mime