artandcetera:

Human Error

Victoria Siemer, also know as Witchoria, is a graphic designer hailing from Brooklyn, New York. Human Error is a series of nostalgic polaroids that depict the broken heart as a computerized error that may or may not be restored in a few mouseclicks. 

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(Source: pikeys, via alittlehurricano)

msruhhnoir:

Alice Ma from Next Models Canada in the spring issue of Chloe Magazine. Photography by Alex Evans.

msruhhnoir:

Alice Ma from Next Models Canada in the spring issue of Chloe Magazine. Photography by Alex Evans.

(Source: hakanil, via midwest-monster)

iheartmyart:

Serena Cole, Ecstasy Face III, 2010, Watercolor, colored pencil, and gouache on paper, 24” x 18”

iheartmyart:

Serena Cole, Ecstasy Face III, 2010, Watercolor, colored pencil, and gouache on paper, 24” x 18”

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niggas-in-amerikkka:

regalasfuck:

aniggainrio:

After a 20-minute flight over the city of New York, Stephen Wiltshire, diagnosed with autism, draws the whole town with only his memory.

i never stoop being amazed by this guy

Genius.

niggas-in-amerikkka:

regalasfuck:

aniggainrio:

After a 20-minute flight over the city of New York, Stephen Wiltshire, diagnosed with autism, draws the whole town with only his memory.

i never stoop being amazed by this guy

Genius.

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bitchfaceclub:

bbook:

Solid babes.

SPIRIT ANIMALS.

bb’s

bitchfaceclub:

bbook:

Solid babes.

SPIRIT ANIMALS.

bb’s

(Source: massappeal, via sarcelles)

humansofnewyork:

"My dad lived in Newark, so he’d pick me up on the weekends and I’d go stay with him. But since he didn’t really get along with my mom, he’d never come over to the house. Whenever his train arrived, he’d just call and I’d go to the station to meet him. But one weekend he was three hours late. I tried to call his phone but he didn’t pick up, so I assumed he wasn’t coming and left to see a movie with my friends. I guess his train showed up a few minutes later. Because my mom said he called as soon as I left. When I finally got in touch with him, we got in a big fight. He was mad that I’d gone to see the movie. He said I didn’t care about him or love him. That was on Saturday. Late Sunday night, I got up to go the bathroom, and found my stepdad and mom crying in the kitchen. They couldn’t even tell me he’d been murdered. They just said that ‘something happened to someone in Jersey.’ I asked if it was my aunt. Then my cousins. Then my grandma. And my mom just kept shaking her head. I went down the entire list of people in Jersey before getting to my dad. And with each name I said, I got more and more scared, cause I knew what had happened."

humansofnewyork:

"My dad lived in Newark, so he’d pick me up on the weekends and I’d go stay with him. But since he didn’t really get along with my mom, he’d never come over to the house. Whenever his train arrived, he’d just call and I’d go to the station to meet him. But one weekend he was three hours late. I tried to call his phone but he didn’t pick up, so I assumed he wasn’t coming and left to see a movie with my friends. I guess his train showed up a few minutes later. Because my mom said he called as soon as I left. When I finally got in touch with him, we got in a big fight. He was mad that I’d gone to see the movie. He said I didn’t care about him or love him. That was on Saturday. Late Sunday night, I got up to go the bathroom, and found my stepdad and mom crying in the kitchen. They couldn’t even tell me he’d been murdered. They just said that ‘something happened to someone in Jersey.’ I asked if it was my aunt. Then my cousins. Then my grandma. And my mom just kept shaking her head. I went down the entire list of people in Jersey before getting to my dad. And with each name I said, I got more and more scared, cause I knew what had happened."

lavvandede:

Rebekah Campbell