Don’t tell me what to see, what it means or how to look. Just show me the bloody but still-beating human heart of the maker. Consider this question: Where in the work that you have made am I seeing something of the human being who created it, if I wanted to look?

― Robin Grearson, “In Defense of the Artist Statement" (2013)

xuir:

warmtequila:

xxx

ha, reminds me of you..

wankbankofamerica:

I seriously want the job where you name nail polishes

Joe Jonas + Vine 

foodtrucker:

i’m like an iphone i just lose energy without doing anything

I take super hot showers because I like to practice burning in hell

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