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When inspiration strikes.
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Yesterday's Sun
8/5/24
i like editing aesthetically pleasing pictures of abandoned buildings into kinky drawings.. deal with it
I will meet you there Beyond the pines Templed in twilight or dawn
Art inspired by music
The vibes we bring to the function if you will.
I love making scrap book style edits. Scroll through to get the full vibes 💕
i just want to follow around a beautiful soul with my camera, record them just living, then edit it together so everyone else can see their beauty.
...And you open the door and you step inside We're inside our hearts Now, imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light That's right
your pain The pain itself
is a white ball of healing light I don't think so This is your life Good to the last drop Doesn't get any better than this This is your life And it's ending one. minute. at. a. time. This isn't a seminar This isn't a weekend retreat Where you are now, You can't even imagine what the bottom will be like Only after disaster can we be resurrected It's only after you've lost everything that you are free to do anything Nothing is static Everything is evolving Everything is falling apart This is your life And its ending one minute at a time You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else We are all a part of the same compost heap We are the all singing
all dancing
crap of the world You are not your bank account You are not the clothes you wear You are not the contents of your wallet You are not your bowel cancer You are not your grand latte You are not the car you drive You are not your fucking khakis You have to give up You have to give up You have to realize that someday you will die Until you know that, You are useless. I say let me be never complete I say may I never be content I say deliver me from Swedish furniture I say deliver me from clever art I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth I say you have to give up I say evolve
and let the chips fall where they may This is your life
And its ending one minute at a time You have to give up You have to give up [I want you to hit me as hard as you can]