22 / Leo / Photographer / North Georgia / Driving Enthusiast / Nobody Is Ever Worth It

Holy shit, it’s been three years since I’ve had access to this Tumblr..

There is zero intent to revive it, but to only keep it as an archive for all of my stupid mistakes.

sssz-photo:
“ WING
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dreamer-garage:
“  Aventador SV by Malek Fayoumi PhotoGraphy ”

dreamer-garage:

Aventador SV by Malek Fayoumi PhotoGraphy

(Source: facebook.com, via emotionandmotorsport-blog)

“I crave uncomplicated quiet, and the sky.”

—   Marilyn Hacker, from Winter Numbers: Poems   (via mirroir)

(via le-moon)

Your shadow is your biggest teacher and ally and yet you enjoy kicking it in the guts as it lies on the floor with you yelling furiously through tears of desperation: “Love and light! Love and light! Fucking love and light!!” Screaming and scrunching your eyes shut trying to demolish your demonic self, like it can be destroyed by the sheer willpower of pretending you are a “figure of light”.

Determined to only see yourself in the golden hues of the divine you are sorely missing the point.

You are all the colours and all the shades.

You are made up of the fragile glimmer of lifes breath and the ruthlessness of the unstoppable undertaker of death.

You have a side so dark that refuses to be subdued by your stubborn mantras of positivity and one-sided belief in clear quartz and yoga and purity and being “nice”.

The depths of your obsidian self can offer you treasures that only the abyss can bear, your fucked upness carries with it the brightest flames of hell that can set you alight in the true blazing glory of your unified, integrated self.

So if I were you I would ditch the love and light facade, you’re not fooling any of us.

We all know your insides are filled with shit and decaying matter and vileness.

We know that because we are too.

Spew up your toxic thoughts and vicious ways all over my coffee table and give me something of value to be with.

Give me the grit of what your soul is truly made of not the flickering ghost of your spirit.

Get real.

Give me your depth.

You are love and light AND immeasurable darkness.

Honour your shadow or that wild bitch will fuck you so hard no amount of cold pressed organic coconut oil will make it better.

She’s on your side and you better be too. (Instead of floating up in love and light fairyshit land)

—   Anna Louise May (via le-moon)

musterni-illustrates:

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shitty horoscopes book vi: after the fall.

a volume that took way too long about life after february, and life after (or during) the blues.

buy the zines | read them all | instagram | redbubble

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“I urge you to please notice when you are happy.”

—   Kurt Vonnegut (dedicated to my friend nthd-jen)

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etherax:
“Art by Jun Ong
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etherax:

Art by Jun Ong

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THE SIGNS AS THE 1975 LYRICS

dark-astrology:

Aries: I find it hard to say bye-bye / Even in the state of you and I / And how can I refuse? // Medicine

Taurus: New clothes / Bloody nose / Powders and walking back home
/ Has he got enough weed? / No / Broken phone / Retching on the floor alone // M.O.N.E.Y.

Gemini: The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands / Archaic and content you just wash them off // Antichrist

Cancer: Well, who’s this? Going for the kiss, / I’m probably gonna yosh in your mouth. / Because it’s 5 past 3, I can hardly see and I’m on the verge of passing out // Menswear

Leo: She’s got a boyfriend anyway / And I’m not trying to stop you love / But if we’re gonna do anything we might as well just fuck // Sex

Virgo: When the smoke is in your eyes / You look so alive / Do you fancy sitting down with me? Maybe? // Fallingforyou

Libra: Don’t call it a fight when you know it’s a war / With nothing but your t-shirt on / And go sit on the bed because I know that you want to / You’ve got pretty eyes, but I know you’re wrong // The City

Scorpio: And you’re sure that I’d learn / I’m pushing through bodies / Avoiding me and walking ‘round you / And you’re cold and I burn / I guess I’ll never learn / 'Cause I stay another hour or two // Settle Down

Sagittarius: Oh and you said we’ll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoats / No we’re never gunna’ quit it, no we’re never gunna’ quit it no / Yeah we’re dressed in black, from head to toe, we’ve got guns hidden under our petticoats // Chocolate

Capricorn: You’re alive, at least as far as I can tell you are / And so am I, you beat me down and then we’re back to my car / And it’s so ironic how it’s only been a year / And it’s not my fault that I fucked everybody here // You

Aquarius: I know you’re looking for salvation in the secular age, but girl I’m not your savior / Well, shouldn’t you be fucking with somebody your age instead of making changes / Wrestle to the ground / God help me now // Girls

Pisces: Now everybody’s dead / And they’re driving past my old school /
He’s got his gun, he’s got his suit on / She says, “Babe, you look so cool, you look so cool, you look so cool, cool, cool, cool // Robbers

Accurate.

(via dark-astrology-deactivated20180)