'More great photography inspiration | From up North' this is similar to my splatter art style...

More great photography inspiration

'More great photography inspiration | From up North' this is similar to my splatter art style...

(Continued) I run away into the woods clutching my sword. There would be a lot of monsters. I've never fought out of water so this'll be weird... *present day* I sit at the beach looking at the moon. I've made mistakes. I'm not proud of some of them. But I will NEVER meet my brother... NEVER

(Continued) I run away into the woods clutching my sword. There would be a lot of monsters. I've never fought out of water so this'll be weird... *present day* I sit at the beach looking at the moon. I've made mistakes. I'm not proud of some of them. But I will NEVER meet my brother... NEVER

Wheelchair in asylum D (UK). The place closed down in the late 1990s, at a age of 150 By [AndreasS] via flickr

Wheelchair in asylum D (UK). The place closed down in the late 1990s, at a age of 150 By [AndreasS] via flickr

She opened her eyes and choked on the air. She shouldnt be breathing #darkridge #ghost #story

She opened her eyes and choked on the air. She shouldnt be breathing #darkridge #ghost #story

Light

Light

The madness of the eyes is the lure of the abyss...and I am searching still for the profound and plaintive gazes in whose depths I might be able to drown the Ophelia of my desire.

The madness of the eyes is the lure of the abyss...and I am searching still for the profound and plaintive gazes in whose depths I might be able to drown the Ophelia of my desire.

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tumblr_mm745vbzca1rnk8woo1_500.png 500×750 pixels

I'll wander barefoot- because I want to be exposed, to every texture, every temperature, every feeling. I want to be connected to nature- & that will connect me to my soul. ~N.D

I'll wander barefoot- because I want to be exposed, to every texture, every temperature, every feeling. I want to be connected to nature- & that will connect me to my soul. ~N.D

Entre muitas outras coisas, tu eras para mim uma janela através da qual podia ver as ruas. Sozinho não o podia fazer. Franz Kafka

Entre muitas outras coisas, tu eras para mim uma janela através da qual podia ver as ruas. Sozinho não o podia fazer. Franz Kafka

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