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Jen Gotch is the talent photographer behind this amazing set of photos called ‘Defaced’. Using a permanent marker she captions her polaroids, adding her thoughts to remember that moment by. Photography can be a “don’t touch or you’ll ruin it” artform and the idea of adding commentary on pictures can make lots of people cringe, but Jen does it beautifully. (via nath, kayfabe)
“There’s a difference between being honest and using ‘honesty’ as a justification for being an asshole.” —
So thats what people have been meaning all these years…
Emily Gould. (via keepinganotebook)
(via yourdp)
“Anyone can give up, it’s the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that’s true strength.” —
—Unknown. (via katiejo)
yeah.
“Sometimes, love lost does not hurt half as bad as a love that never had a chance to grow. Sometimes you meet people that change everything, but more often, you change everything for someone you never even meet.” — Tyler Knott, in response to this. (via hrrrthrrr) (via kaiticalamity)
it was too hot for McCarren yesterday. my dress was too short, i was fairly miserable. i hate that.
bands were ehhh bad.
i thought i recognized someone, and i did.
(via dilaudid)
I’ve been sick for a week now. It’s been a mix of every sickness.
BUT I managed to squeeze in a mini-vaca to Fire Island but other than that, I’ve been bed ridden.
I have great pictures to share. hopefully tomorrow.
sophiescott:(Via Clara)
I miss the words I love
the words, you did not say.
I miss the kiss you never gave away.
Honestly, I thought that we could make it all the way. Barefoot on beaches dancing against the grey.
But stone by stone the castle crumbled to the ground,
I stood and stared as you started to fall into the waves.
-The Fray
Okay, so its not everyday someone celebrates the anniversary of a break-up with an ex, but I’m not like everyone else. Buster (nickname, of course. Closer) & I were @ The Fray concert this day last year, and well, things didn’t go so well. I love him regardless, yea, it took a little bit to get back there. Anyway, being one of my best friends (since before we dated), I love joking about our misfortunes and oddities that have occurred between us. Besides, I don’t sweat too many things.. uh, ever.
“One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can’t utter.” —
James Earl Jones (via jeralyndwile)
He could be referring to being a stutterer. I hear it allll the time in classes about JEJ being a stutterer and overcoming it and being one of the most recognized voices in the world. It’s certainly one of the most heartbreaking speech disorders. Then again, there are plenty others.
favorite things #236: watching a stranger get a text message that makes them smile
…and wishing it were you
“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.” —
Neil Gaiman
Rather ironic isn’t it? Well, as a future teacher, I shall try to teach them the things that WILL be helpful for their lives.
(via jeralyndwile)
As an undecided future teacher, these are the things I would love to educate children as. Unfortunately, so many professionals/professors warn you about how inappropriate it is to steer from curriculum and develop relationships with them. Sometimes, I think that maybe I’ve been working towards the wrong degree ( luckily, only one of my majors is teaching and I always have my Speech Comm. degree to fall back on). Funny thing is, when my quasi-sisters mother walked out on them a few years ago, she found much comfort in the love and advice from her teachers who have made such an impact on her life.
Well you know we all want to change the world.
At least I do.
I desperately want to have a positive and meaningful impact on the lives of others and in doing so fully realize my personal potential.
Yesterday that became easier and more difficult all at once.
I was fired.
It is a long story but its a lovely bouqet of corporate paranoia, clients selling you out for a buck and a general malaise that’s coated my corporate exisistence since I took this job.
Every hour I worked for them instead of writing or developing content felt like my life was being shorted by a week.
All this said - it wasn’t a bad job, or even a bad set up. It was quite cush, but at the end of the day, I didn’t like how it made me feel, nor the position it consistently put me in with others, that is:
Fighting for something you don’t believe in
If I want to change the world and bring compelling stories to life and move people in positive ways - I’m going to have to do it from outside of a cubicle and from outside of my comfort zone.
To the incredible messages I got from folks, thank you.
I can’t put into words the rush of emotions I got from people I respect and look up to simply saying, hang in there, or your valuable to this world, and other comments that make me tear up just to think about.
To my friends and family, here goes … you can now say your friend or family to a(nother) starving artist.
Now let’s change this place for the better.
Will Hutson
writer, creator, producer, lover, fighter, friend.
Ps. I can use my real name and my real domain now too! How fun.
Congrats, sorta. I had a huge rush of possibiities hit me when I was laid off last month. Granted, I still have to finish school in the meantime, but I felt free of a job that didn’t satisfy me or do any real good for the world. I want so many things, in so little time, and this semi-unfortunate turn of events got me to pick up the ball and get it rolling again. It’s giving me an opportunity to calm down, focus and sort out the things I want, need, will make me happy and do part in changing the world for the better.
And let none of this fool you into thinking that I didn’t spend a week in bed mulling over the pile-up of bills and the decrease in income. =)