Paco Cemetery, Manila, Philippines, early 20th century
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@gloomgaze
Paco Cemetery, Manila, Philippines, early 20th century
every picture i have of my dad is completely lost by the way. i didn't see his face for so long that it looked like dark smoke in my memories.
i saved that first image with the name "hate you forever love you so much". i've never really gone into a lot of detail about my relationship with my dad, but it's incredibly difficult for me, and i feel like it's part of the healing process to be more open with it to a degree i am comfortable with.
my dad hurt a lot of people. and i am still scared of becoming him, because i have done the same. something about asian generational trauma and the cycle of abuse. i believe i get a lot of, if not all, my negative traits from him. addiction and self-centeredness and prejudice and shitty behaviour towards the people he loved/i love. i try so hard to not be him and i have failed so many times but i'm still trying please believe me.
i hated him for what seemed like forever and there are still a lot of things i don't feel like i can forgive him for at this point in my life, and i don't want at all to blame everything that's wrong with me on my dad, because i believe that is pushing away responsibility for things i need to make right; but when i met The Beast it ruined my life forever and i still cry about it (i just don't hurt myself all the time anymore because of it). but i love him so much, and i miss him. i've lived my life with that intense juxtaposition in my heart and i truly hate that nothing is black and white. a lot of the time i still feel like a scared child trying to forgive my dad while feeling so hollow inside and there are still police in the same room of this government building making sure no incidents take place and i don't feel safe but he got me a pokemon toy because even after everything he still remembers my favourite one. it's changed since then.
i love you forever bapu ji please forgive me. i miss you. happy father's day.
-sunny
p.s. i'm getting a kirpan tattoo next week. if the four year old child had one maybe he could've saved everyone from you.
Vintage USSR squeak toy
Jacob Olie jr - Bloesemtak, 1913-1927
The Pull
rang lafontaine, sainte-perpétue
The influence of the stars, 1891
Man Ray Sea Star 1928
Kaii Higashiyama, Sound of Waves
Box in the shape of a mallow flower, 1600s-1700s, China.
A$ap rocky and Ayo Edebiri (both wearing Chanel) at the Chanel métiers d’art show designed by Matthieu Blazy
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as a regular donor to Gaza Soup Kitchen I get their email updates, and they said today that while they've continued to be able to expand, donations are slowing down as Gaza gets less coverage. If you have a few dollars to spare, I encourage you to send them here to continue the amazing work that Hani and his team are doing.