Ambedo

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n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life.


Damn blud I’ve been on a freight train to Portland for the past 20 hrs in a tiny fucking cubby. I look like a coal miner and it’s also 98 degrees. Sick

charlottebracegirdle:

One of the postcards I donated to Secrets 2011 at the RCA
peazy86:

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brigettebloom:

one of my favorite shoots to date!
combining two of my favorite things:
naked swimming& STORMS!
all i can remember from this day was laughing. i love when you can remember the feelings when you look back at the images.

Robert Bubel
posh-lost:

rimma gerlovina and valeriy gerlovin
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