my life. my inspiration. my heart.

indoor architecture. photography. landscapes. sunsets&sunrises. architecture. flowers. colors. water. drawing. inking. painting. yes. music. singing. dancing. reading. movies. potterhead. tribute from 4. narnian. here I am.

July 22, 2014 at 11:49am
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July 15, 2014 at 9:41pm
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When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.

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A Triver Runs Through It (by Jared Ropelato)


A Triver Runs Through It (by Jared Ropelato)

July 9, 2014 at 1:08pm
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“The streets were dark with something more then night.” ― Raymond Chandler


“The streets were dark with something more then night.” 
― Raymond Chandler

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January 4, 2014 at 6:19pm
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Imagine your girlfriend taking photographs of you, not selfies, not “outfit of the day”, no Instagram bullshit. Actual photos. When you wake up, when you look at her, when you’re making love, when you’re cooking, when you’re taking a shower. Imagine if your girlfriend did that. This is a person who loves creating a visual documentation of the person she loves. You would cry at every picture she took because you know it’ll be purer than any other visual representation of yourself.


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I would love to take these kinds of pictures for the girl I fall for. I can see it now…. me waking up before her and watching the sunlight dance on her skin. *Snap* When she’s brewing coffee on those days that I didn’t wake up first, and I notice this dreamy look in her eyes as she sits on the couch waiting. *Snap* When I catch her singing and dancing around the house. *Snap* When I walk into a crowded room and I see her smile directed at me and no one else. *Snap* The list goes on and on….

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