He not only gets inside me... he worms his way into my heart like a snake. Deeper. All the way in. I take him in like a slave. I play my part faithfully... so I, too, can get to his heart. Every time... he hurts me until I bleed... and scream. Then he is satisfied. Then he feels alive. In the dark... only he knows it's all real. That's why... That's why I can torture him until he can't stand it any longer...
and still I go on until we collapse from exhaustion. And when he finally comes inside me, I think maybe this is it. Maybe this is when you'll rush in and shoot him in the back of the head... and his blood and brains will cover me!
Not long ago, I moved and one of the heaviest and most crammed boxes ever was undoubtedly the one with my cameras and accessories. While unpacking and organizing my analogue treasures I discovered a great way of keeping them organised and safe. Do you want to know how?
Tequila-Kiwi and Jack Daniel’s | via Tumblr sur We Heart It. https://weheartit.com/entry/61140453/via/paulalitucs
The latest emulsion out of Lomography’s film lair is the new LomoChrome Purple XR 100-400, an awesome color negative which gives naturally infrared-like results! Greens become purple, yellows turn pink… It’s a psychedelic trip in 36 exposures!