A prey to my own vices. An addict to my own facade. A confused projected introvert. An appreciator of the aesthetics. A romantic pessimist. A fervent echelon. A passionate visualizer of the make believe.

Anza-Borrego Desert, CA / February 2014Looking out over the badlands towards the Salton Sea from Font’s Point.
It’s so strange that autumn is so beautiful; yet everything is dying.
— (via deserted-streets)

(Source: impactings, via revelinitrebelwithit)



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