Keaton Henson, London, November 2013

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it gets me every time


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I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong. Humans of New York; Amman, Jordan  (via 90377)

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marry someone who has a different favorite cereal than u so they wont eat all of urs

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And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go. She Was Always Holding My Hand (via kvtes)

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I actually managed to get dressed today (I haven’t worn regular clothes in 2 weeks) and leave my house to cry in public instead lawl

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Never assume anything. (via kushandwizdom)

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~Put your lighters up, get high with me, fly with me, ain’t no dividing us~


Super incredibly maddening thing about mental illness:

Fighting your ass off to live a normal life and function as well as you can, and instead of getting credit and having people be proud of you for all the efforts you’re making, having people use your apparently normal behavior as a reason to invalidate you and think you weren’t that sick to begin with.

It takes a lot of badassery to act this normal, but the effort is all invisible 

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Photography is strange. I don’t think I’ll ever fully understand it. You can shoot minimally an make amazing images. Or get a big crew, lots of equipment, locations, models, and buffets and make amazing images. But for me I love how photography has a mind of it’s own. Catch an odd flair in your lens, have a flash not fire, or something else out of your control happen. These things are what made me love photography.

Monty Barnes was trying to backside flip this spot when this lady walked by and one of my flashes didn’t fire. I’ll post the real photo tomorrow but I like this one more because of all the random things that happened that add to the photo that much more. I hope photography keeps amazing and exciting me.

This is too rad. 

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