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Wrap your troubles in dreams, and dream your troubles away.

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"Buy Now, Cry Later" pieces by Patrick Martinez via « Curbside Fashion »

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capsule hotel, nakagin

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capsule hotel, nakagin

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Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation. If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too. No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.

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Joey Bada$$ pays homage to J Dilla

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What we’re reading

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What we’re reading


Portra 400, Test Roll.

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Portra 400, Test Roll.

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Series of lasercut money by Scott Campbell

Louisiana-born Scott Campbell is known throughout the world as being one of the most talented hands in the world of tattooing. After abandoning a career as a biochemist at the University of Texas, he fled to San Francisco, and began tattooing. As almost all tattoo artists he also works in other arts fields. In this series we can see lasercut money wads with tattoo style subjects.

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i wanna feel how dogs feel when you let them go in a big field 

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The Red Arrows - 2013 by (YorkshireFlyer)

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The Red Arrows - 2013 by (YorkshireFlyer)

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Stress marks, 1999, by Elinor Carucci.  

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Stress marks, 1999, by Elinor Carucci.  

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