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Your dogma is leaking Pooling grotesque considerations Or lack there of https://www.instagram.com/p/CScVwPSpBD2/?utm_medium=tumblr
āTry looking at it another way!ā - James & the Giant Peach Nothing is what it seems.
Every little thing The tiniest drop of dew Is more complex And nuanced Then whatever it is that came to mind First.
Allow your humanity to unfold like the inter-dimensional breath of heaving lotus blossoms that it is. Nothing at all is so flat as to be so easily taken in, with enduring authenticity, at a glance. (at Media Monster) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSewgHMlhw-/?utm_medium=tumblr
ā½ ā Soaked in the letters of your laugh; Submerged in the spaces of next words. Suspended in serendipitous timing! The potential of possibilities drips dreams of a new dawnās dew. My skin wrapped in tingles of you, you, you⦠(at Moon Water) https://www.instagram.com/p/CShUwipl4Yt/?utm_medium=tumblr
Reykjavik, Iceland
Julia by heatherromney.com on Flickr.
one day when you were gone it just got cold
I had a dream you were leaving Itās hard to be a lover when the tvās on and nothingās in your eyes
Itās like Iām fallen out of bed From a long, weary dream The sweetest flowers and fruits are hanging from trees Falling off the giant bird thatās been carrying me
Nothing I do makes me feel different The more level they have me The more I cannot stand me I have helpless friendships And bad taste in liquids
I've been wanting to announce this news for a while, but couldn't until the official release last month. One of my photographs has been published as the cover of the Dutch novel Uit Ā liefde, meneer Tuschinksi (Out of Love, Mr. Tuschinksi) by Tanya Commandeur. This my first published photograph, and I couldn't be more thrilled. The beautiful 1920's hairpiece is by Danani and fantastic modeling credit goes to Iva Tepavicharova.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
The words drip like honey off my lips, taste like a chardonnay dry and wet against my tongue: I love you, I love you, I love you.
The truth comes out a little at a time. And it spreads just like a fire. Slips off of my tongue like turpentine.
He is beautiful, and I do not deserve him. Underneath my arms, he feels just as vast as the sky, as blue and brainless as Godās love. The sight of him cut through my heart and down the knuckles of my spine, and only one person had done that before, only one. I donāt dare say their name because I have too many ghosts now.
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I only take up a little of the collapsing space I better cut this off donāt want to fuck it up
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Water Runs In my Veins . . . @heatherromney
s l o w Ā d o w n m: @juliafaeĀ
Strange News from Another Star, a short film shot in Iceland and Utah