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Mary. Sun. 18. Georgia. You Got The Love.

[callmeyoursun]

Check out this picture I edited at LunaPic

[callmeyoursun]

Check out this picture I edited at LunaPic

[westleysworld]

[purtysoul]

a kånken in its natural habitat // ig: earthkiddo

[hellopuppo-deactivated20171107]

[lullabyglow]

[nitimueth-deactivated20210714]

[myblackself-deactivated20170805]

💭💸

[xy-zariah]

CAVE (ask for a blograte)

[deeplyric-blog]

Loving every minute cause you make me feel so alive

Empire of the sun - Alive

[abandonedloveseries]

[thedsgnblog]

Pantone Smoothies by Hedvig Astrom Kushner 

Hedvig is  an Art Director at Mother New York and she started this fun little project in the beginning of the summer (non commissioned). She makes a lot of smoothies and discovered it works like mixing paint. Add raspberries, get a hot pink hue, add tofu and the color gets softened. 

All the recipes are very healthy and mostly vegan and what’s even greater, you can follow the instructions to create your own Pantone Smoothies. The project was done in collaboration with photographer Michael Kushner. The pics are all taken in the office basement at Mother, on colored paper in a light box. 

[bytchwytch]

[sheisrecovering]

[fortokhlisgogona]

შემადგენლობა ადგილზეა და გაუდგნენ გზას ფერადი შეგრძნებებისკენ *.*

Gif animation by Oamul lu.

[thinkers-pinkers]

[extrasad]

[callmeyoursun]

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because

I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside

of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.

The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told

me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded

my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.

I had stars in my lungs but I burned them

all out with the cigarettes I was smoking

to get you the fuck out of my throat. The

flowers growing at the bottoms of my

stomach are dead. Apparently you  

can’t water flowers with vodka.

I had the sky in my veins but it’s

been pretty fucking stormy since I

ripped them open. I had planets

on the tip of my tongue but

the debris from the shattered

remains of “us” have been

crashing into them. I was

everything. And then I met

you and we were everything.

Now you’re fucking some

blonde girl who gets

high all the time and

I’m a fucking

mess.

[aura-eden]

Claude Monet, Woman in a Garden, 1867

[cherry-homie]