There should be a word to describe that horrible feeling you get when you realize halfway through telling a story that it’s not as funny as you thought it was, but it’s too late to back out. So you just finish the story and everyone listening does that awkward polite laugh and then it gets quiet, so you burn your house down, fake your death, move to Chile and start a new life as a loner fisherman.
its kind of sad when you hit up an old friend and you both really miss each other but the connection just isnt there anymore
pinky promise for jacqueline and emilie september 3 / 2015
lurking in spotlight with madeleine
Lonely in Liverpool. October 2012.
Ashish S/S 2016, London Fashion Week
Yellow Street, Schiedam 2003, photo © Florentijn Hofman
it’s hard coming to the conclusion that literally no one actually cares about you