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"You did good"
Dean fucking winchester to jack
False Witchcraft. Another two my self portraits.
Gluttony Never Looked So Gorgeous
The first and by far the silliest set of photos from my self portrait series which was the result of a final project.
Quick cellphone pic i took at a rest area in southern Tennessee. #sofuckingbeautiful #bestroadtripthusfar #fuckillinois #tennessee https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq25e8tFOXS/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1dz15o9u9a2gu
A Monologue Without Context
Standing in the eye of the storm 🔱 #espana #sunset #spain #sofuckingbeautiful #pinksky #instaday #iminlove #imnotafraidanymore (à Roses, Catalunya) https://www.instagram.com/p/BmHDfvUFIvU/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=itzr7mzqfvq6
If I Could Write About Pizza
I realized that I hadn’t felt like creating anything in a long while. Nothing but boring, whining journal entries that are more of a necessity now than a creative outlet. But a few days ago, I started working on my collage wall. Over half a year living here and I still hadn’t touched it, but on May 3rd, I finally felt it. I finally felt like creating something, even if it’s only made of paper scraps and leftovers.
I wonder if I am getting better. I wonder if there had been some sort of damper on this one part of me that I had somehow failed to notice until now. Was I really so broken that I could not do the things that make me happiest, the things I used to live for? I could do it- I could write the most beautiful prose even when I was scratching to get out of my own skin, but these past months have been a different variety of emptiness. It hasn’t been a romanticized, beautiful pain, but rather a lack of feeling, of meaning. As if the words for the feelings I meant to express were for once too obvious to put down. Nothing to decipher, just silence from potential employers and a desperate, broken girl turning to a pizza shop.
#stopbreathing #ohlord #sofuckingbeautiful #christianehörbiger #queen #actress #austria #vienna #hörbiger #hörbigirls