This was an old project I did last summer, all of these photographs were shot between midnight and four A.M. with extremely pushed film
This has to be my favorite post
that really awkward moment when I have to email my ex’s mom, and I know the email will just break her heart. It’s rough
you’re saying shit, then saying im that because i asked how. cool
I’m always asking questions
Your responses are getting more childish as we speak..
bish wut? I’m a pain in your ass?
it’ll be pretty sad if I have to email your mom. UGH why’d I have to lose my contacts =/
That text still has me fucked up bc I know it’s bs but it’s hard to accept that.
Was it wrong to love? To fall into a trance of passion and dedication. This world has taught me much, but the answer isn’t clear. There’s strength in your voice, but lurking beneath is the quivering struggle of your idea. For who was right?
There’s immaturity in both of us. You don’t have patience or acceptance, I don’t have priorities or seriousness.
Im in such a jumbled mess of thoughts and philosophy right now. I can’t find the way out
Duck faces aren’t cute
Just to clarify this is about Claire-“you can go fuck yourself”
Tumblr is the only place I can truly express myself
It had to be said. Without it I wouldn’t be able to move on. Have fun on Valentine’s. #hurt but moving on