“It’s just so strange.
You used to love me,
and now you’re a stranger
who happens to know all
of my secrets.”
– - Clementine von Radics (via siameasy)
We like to think that adventures used to be more real, more raw, more authentic. We see old photos of our parents on road trips across the desert and pour over the rich orange colors of the time ravaged film. Super 8 films flicker silent grainy memories of grandparents with oddly young faces exploring national parks. We experience nostalgia for things we’ve never experienced and wonder what amazing adventures they must have experienced.
Todays cameras give us high resolution images just as we experience them. Full color, sterile and honest. For us, this represents the sterile detached digital age we live in. We feel a tinge of guilt for our lack of authenticity and apologetically apply color treatments and faux film damage to our images in hopes to lend them credibility. We borrow legitimacy from the past and mimic best we can the grand memories of generations past in hopes that some day someone will look back at our lives and marvel at the amazing lives we must have lived.
In all these affectations we often forget that creating real memories and living a real life is still possible. The world is still wild, there are still adventures to be had and amazing new friends to make. We’re not condemned to wander the same bars and apartments snapping selfies and documenting our foods. Get out and make yourselves real memories and take meaningful pictures.
Then apply cool filters to them, because filters are awesome and pretty and we DO love them.”
– (via thestuntkid)
“He may love you. He probably does. He probably thinks about you all the time. But that isn’t what matters. What matters is what he’s doing about it, and what he’s doing about it is nothing. And if he’s doing nothing, you most certainly shouldn’t do anything. You need someone who goes out of their way to make it obvious that they want you in their life.”
– (via midnasbitch)
Tattoos, art, music, food, candy, leather, lace, piercings, and foxes. My loves and life.
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