Things used to be. Now they’re not. Anything but us is who we are. Disguising ourselves as secret lovers, we’ve become public enemies. We walk away like strangers in the street. Gone for eternity, we erase one another. No phone calls. No sweet text messages. We are mere specs of particles, floating, unknown to our partners’ existence. So far from where we came. With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing? Lack of visual empathy equates to the meaning of L.O.V.E. Hatred and attitude tear us entirely. We meet at opposite poles and no longer can we bond like love birds to a song or flowers to a daisy. The air smells of rotten and burned hearts. We have trashed our over cooked love that now accompanies the bin of deceit. Don’t turn around. Continue walking away. Disappear into that darkness that rests upon your gritty shoulders. Let that dark cloud follow you wherever you go. So long ex-lover. Farewell.
—Chloe Mitchell (via quarter-century-life-crisis)
(via hussonz)
Hey Mama…#HappyMothersDay.
Words Of Wisdom
186 photos of the sunset merged into one image using the lighten layer-blending mode in photoshop. I like the pattern in the clouds created from the interval between shots.
Dinner with @alpha_rob and @sophiegriot last night. #blazingonion #dinner #throwback #lastnight #cheesin #bestfriends (at Blazing Onion Burger Company)
Representation shoutout my old bitch throwing up my new shit #Alpha #Omega
What they talking bout #PBAOG (at Gig Harbor Golf Club)
Hahaha aw #throwbackthursday #tbt I guess I really didn’t like taking photos back then
Transporter Room Three, 2013.
The afternoon sun and indoor lighting playing together in one of the Vancouver Aquarium’s tanks. The combination of rays and sparkle reminded me of the transporter effect from Star Trek: The Next Generation.
Dat back to black sample
Anonymous asked: I miss you! (:
Who this?? Miss you too whoever you are :)
