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Here's another speech you wish I'd swallow: you can offer me a penny for my thoughts, but they're not worth a damn, they're not worth a lot. I'll never glow the way that you glow, but what I lack for guts and blood, I make up for in dreams. There's just this human heart, built with this human flaw, except there's been a modification of multi-colored rainbow threads.
And when I choose my color, it will be razzle dazzle rose...
And when I choose my color, it will be razzle dazzle rose...
Things That Quicken The Heart
Foto de Martin Phillips
probably late but YESSSS
“I started to hate my nose, and I blamed it on cosmetic surgery, resenting it for making me feel like there was a right kind of nose, and for putting me in a position to choose whether or not get mine fixed. My nose became a topic I couldn’t talk about. A part of me I tried to ignore. Until I fell in love with a plastic surgeon, and I couldn’t ignore it anymore.”
Photographer Michael Chrisman used a pinhole camera fitted with photosensitive paper to make a 365-day exposure of the Toronto skyline from Jan. 1, 2011, to Dec. 31, 2011. via
