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Untitled by Nick Seaman
Repost: • @elda22 "If who I am offends you, Don't feel sorry. My loss is worth more than your wins."- I Am by Jorja Smith 📸: Yours Truly #youthinrevolt #cloudnine #fixiebike #fixie #fixiegirl #photocinematica #777luckyfish #sonyalpha #sonya7sii #somewheremagazine #highonlife #iam #ismellgood #guatephoto #usac #baktun #sieteestilo #fixedgear #guatemala #portraitphotography #photography #hoyeslunes #monday #lookmeup https://www.instagram.com/p/B-anJWipdz_/?igshid=fse05sfzwl1g
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I think I’m going to start posting full time again on here! Nights near Girdwood, Alaska
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There's a vintage which comes with age and experience. ~Jon Bon Jovi • • Like my work ? Follow me @ismailotmanii • In frame: @jaguar Shot with: Sony A7sII Canon 24-70mm USM SS 1/5000 - f/2.8 - ISO 100 Edited using: @adobe Lightroom . . . . . . . #sonyportraits #portraits #portrait_ig #photoedit #sonya7sii #sonya7iii #sonya7rii #portraitvisuals #sonyalphaportrait #sonya7ii #sonyalpha #photography_lovers #cars #oldschool #cinematic #vintage #oldcars #jaguar #photography #blur #aesthetic (at Menara, Marrakech, Morocco) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bww9_E6DqSj/?igshid=1htdrhhrjb2sq
Into The Heart of Sicily - Susafa
Anima mia respira, allarga le tue ali e vola sopra il tuo amore. Anima mia ama, ciò che hai sempre amato quanto ti ha creato, quello che ti ha nutrito. Anima mia brucia, consuma questa malinconia che ti uccide, questo amore che non puoi darle, questo sogno da cui non vuoi svegliarti. Anima mia piangi, chiuditi nel silenzio in di quest’inverno, fatto dalla sua assenza, dalle voci che non senti dall’infinito susseguirsi di monti a cui non appartieni. Anima mia muori, come un albero senza foglie, come un seme nella terra gelata, rinasci quando tornerai da leii, vivi quando la rivedi ama, quando lei, nella luce del suo sole e nella bellezza del suo mare, saprà amarti di nuovo. Paci nun hai si idda nun c’è, puri chistu è l’amuri.
My soul breathes, spreads your wings and flies over your love. My soul, love, this, that you have always loved what created you, the one that fed you. My soul. burns, consumes this melancholy that kills you, this love that you can not give her, this dream from which you do not want to wake up. My soul, cry, shut up in the silence of this winter, made by her absence, by the voices you do not hear from the endless succession of mountains to which you do not belong. My soul, die, like a tree without leaves, like a seed in the frozen earth, you’ll born again when you come back in her arms, you’ll live when you’ll see her again, when she, in the light of her sun and in the beauty of her sea, will love you again. I have no peace if she is not here: this is love too