a s h e v i l l e
n o r t h c a r o l i n a
photo by Rachel Perkins
don’t be fooled. i don’t like this image.
but it was the first time i ever did hdr, so this is mostly to look back on and laugh.
Self-Portrait by Chuck Close.
(Source: minusmanhattan)
shot some more photos of this lovely girl.
more to come.
one of my favorite songs.
Chris measured himself and those around him by a fiercely rigorous moral code. He risked what could have been
a relentlessly lonely path but found company in the characters of the books he loved from writers like Tolstoy,
Jack London and Thoreau. He could summon their words to suit any occasion, and he often would. I forgot to ask what quote he’d have
picked for his graduation dinner, but I had a good idea of who the primary target would be. It was inevitable
that Chris would break away. And when he did, he would do it with characteristic immoderation.
(via venuschild)
Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.
—Mark Twain
Always write angry letters to your enemies. Never mail them.
—James Fallows
g i f t e x c h a n g e .
