Hominus Imperfecti

Nothing is funnier than unhappiness Personal Beauty

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Anada set // Under $30 here

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RAMI KADI Couture Fall/Winter 2018

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checking out new followers x

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Who did this and how does he manage to work the look I’m gonna cry

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I’m not suggesting that we all delete our accounts in order to return to the task of finding inner peace, but try to keep in mind that there is an inherent difference between what looks real and what is. In a time so saturated with information, we tend to lose our willingness or ability to keep the two separate in lieu of just letting the loudest speaker tell us what we need to know. Who really wants to investigate whether or not some person we follow or “befriend” is as happy or rich or beautiful or funny or original as they tell you they are? It would be a tiresome chore to treat life like that, so we simply smile, open the gates, and let them in wearing whatever costume they want. However, I had done that for so long that eventually I became careless towards the people I used to value the most. I stopped calling friends because I knew about their day through twitter. I stopped writing because every thought I had, I published in a feed. I didn’t take the pictures I had developed over to my grandfathers house because I had already undergone the act of sharing them. Online. Maybe he saw them somehow. It wasn’t important. What a tragic misappropriation of priorities.

Keith Buckley.  From his blog “Lost, Drunk and Mad with Awe.” (via b-n-dslife)

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saw this at a party and took it as a sign

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