Joschi Herczeg and Daniele Kaehr - Explosions, 2010 - custom-built detonator connected to cameras and synchronized to photograph at the moment of explosion
(via vampirecandy)
I have this overwhelming feeling of loneliness and it’s sucking the air from my lungs. I just want that fucking tickle behind my eyes to stop. if I had the wherewithal to do it, I would make it so I could never cry again. god, I hate being this way. being this awful lame sad horrible person who I fucking hate.
I hate this, I hate everything, I hate everyone, but most of all I hate no one. I mean it, I don’t hate anyone. it takes too much effort to actively hate something or someone. I just don’t want to be here anymore, you know? like, if I could I would like to have never been thought of. being this way is just so fucking awful.
that fucking tickle behind my eyes is back again. i can’t see clearly until I blink and that’s irritating because it leaves moisture on my stupid face instead of in my damn eye socket where it’s needed.
I’m clenching my jaw but not for long. every time I cry my nose decides to release every snot ever to have existed onto my face and I’m forced to open my mouth and breathe.
I don’t know what to do with myself besides drink a damn beer and not call my boyfriend. he’s got enough of his own problems to deal with, and I’m fucking one of them most of the damn time.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
