Sellin’ #feelz ‘zines today because it’s #Sadderday

RIP to everyone that has passed, and that has left unforgettable impression in each of our lives. (at Lake View Cemetery (Seattle))

(via tatted-ginger)

Memory is fiction. We select the brightest and the darkest, ignoring what we are ashamed of, and so embroider the broad tapestry of our lives. Through photography and the written word I try desperately to conquer the transitory nature of my existence, to trap moments before they evanescence, to untangle the confusion of my past. Every instant disappears in a breath and immediately becomes the past; reality is ephemeral and changing, pure longing. With these photographs and these pages I keep memories alive; they are my grasp on a truth that is fleeting, but truth nonetheless; they prove that these events happened and that these people passed through my destiny.

Epilogue to Isabel Allende’s Portrait in Sepia (via clickthebutt)


Keep this in mind!  


Cloudy daze

Crew (at Los Angeles DownTown)

Torture chamber 💀 (at KGB Gallery)

Barrio #sadboyz 6.28.14