Thami Tshabalala

Thami Tshabalala

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"Taco knows how long It's been since you washed that bra you're wearing." "You disgust taco." "Keep your mouth shut, Taco." Funny greeting cards with cats

How I feel. A month of nearly no sleep, when I do it's only an hour. Endless long nights of worry and stress, now this. Mixed emotions of grief and relief. Sad she's gone, happy she's not in pain anymore. Haven't eaten in God knows how long. Definitely can't eat now. Think I'm just gonna sack out for a few hours before I have to start dealing with people. Just exhausted. Fuck cancer. And any sick person who takes joy in my families pain because just wait until I get my hands in you.

Story of my life. I wish I could let people know how I actually feel, instead of trying to be strong it all the time. Think people underestimate Fibro and how it makes me feel on daily basis

Cristina Otero, even in death it grows #halloween #makeup #zombie #inspiration

Creative self-portraits by a young Spanish photographer Cristina Otero. Blending close-ups with fruits and wild make-up, the artist draws the viewers into an unconventional and colourful notion of beauty.

Photography by Rosalind Solomon.

Scottsboro, Alabama 1972 photo © Rosalind Solomon Recently Ulf sent me a link to an article about a photographer who had lived in Chattanoo.

There was an emptiness in here eyes as if her soul had vacated her body.

"there was an emptiness in here eyes as if her soul had vacated her body." I love the darkness of this photo but also the simplistic beauty of the model.

Imagine how stupid you are going to look in 40 years

Imagine how stupid you are going to look in 40 years. In 40 years, everyone will think that people who protested gay marriage are just as stupid and bias as people who protested inter-racial marriage 40 years ago.

my twisted side loves this , this is how i feel but i've never been able to explain .. i LOVE this picture so much , the Demond's are crawling and searching for every little piece of happiness to pray on and to devour . and sometimes ... that happens .

Eyes are the window to the soul. a soul that cannot escape the mind, a soul trapped in the darkness, trying to escape, screaming for help but no one hears and no on sees.


Like your neighbor's kid's eggs. My neighbor's kid's bring me eggs all the time!