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if i look back, i am lost
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Love Begins
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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Hello!! love your photos! may i ask what film and camera u used for the "bangladesh on film" photos please??
Hi, sorry for not replying earlier. I have accessed my tumblr account in years. If it is still useful to you: I used expired fujicolor 200 on a soviet made Zenit camera.
“If you’re thinking of leaving, you’re already gone”
Your voice, in the night Sing me to sleep, soothe this insomnia Haunted dreams, stages of grief Repressed memories Anger and bargaining
mhm
Favour
Can you do me a favour? Point your lips at mine and pull the trigger.
Let this be the way I go.
- ZH
Take My All
when I am gone
exhume my body,
remove my organs, fill my wounds.
And then
taxidermy my hollow shell in your hearts casket.
- ZH
If You Forget Me
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.
- Pablo Neruda
labour culture
whats the world to you, when you have the sun at your feet.
a study of clouds at dawn
just the right time
Can the decision to be less selfish ever be anything other than a selfish decision?
David Foster Wallace, Consider The Lobster (via quotespile)
