Paul Kwiatkowski’s photographs from his book ‘And Every Day Was Overcast’ are an audio, visual journey through the teenage years of a kid living in South Florida during the early 90s soaking up the world around him, looking to make sense of suburban inertia by abandoning himself in a wonderland of drugs, sex, violence and parties.
WHAT THE FRACK ARE THOSE THIS IS HIGHLY DISTURBING
hello yes this is an arctic hare! they’re like little pup-buns
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Yo y mis loros.
Frida Kahlo. 1941.
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“Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously. The bigger the tree, the bigger will be its roots. In fact, it is always in proportion. That’s its balance.”
— Osho Rajneesh (via larmoyante)
i like being complimented on my eyebrows and on my oral sex techniques
Watched Illuminati videos all day at work. Good day.
I WANT TO GO TO WHEREVER THIS BUS IS GOING
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is nobody going to talk about this painting
i mean those men are just casually rIDING THEIR BEARDS NBD
never mind them, i’m more concerned about the guy kidnapping a woman with his beard
the one dude has a literal handlebar mustache
is no one going to mention the clouds
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