June 11, 2013 09:44

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All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.

Iain Thomas, from I Wrote This For You (via somanyshades)

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June 2, 2013 10:03

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Un peu comme à la vieille école. #Sunday #cruising #globe #bantam #Paris #Plastic #Board #Surfing #Concrete #OldSchool

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May 20, 2013 09:49

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I'm not just in it for the (p)ride.

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May 20, 2013 09:21

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I remember the first time I heard this song through an open studio door. September 2011. A voice, a guitar and some beats.. Its purest form.

It has well traveled since then, picked up some realness and heartfelt visuals in Freetown - Sierra Leone to now lay in a beautiful place where love took over fear and left behind the memory of an intense struggle.

ALIVE.

Days and nights of editing this video to the music while he’d edit the song to the pictures, trying to make it a perfect blend. And even if it isn’t perfect, it is.

Happy to finally be putting this out for the world, honored to be part of this inspiring project!

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May 14, 2013 13:22

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‘Let our Nature run us, there is no shame upon us - No doubt in my answers, there’s just us out here.’ - Patrice.net

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May 12, 2013 12:28

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Beautiful how much a photo can convey.
Morning lighted Supow session, December 2011.

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April 22, 2013 19:13

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- Fantasy is what people want but reality is what they need.

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April 10, 2013 04:14

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March 31, 2013 09:34

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March 23, 2013 19:47

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We are the reckless, we are the wild youth chasing visions of our futures.

Youth by Daughter.

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March 21, 2013 14:04

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Witness the Rising of the Son.

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March 20, 2013 09:54

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March 20, 2013 09:52

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I wondered what such hair felt like, smelled like. What a person dreamed about at night, with hair like that spread across the pillow. And even more intriguing, what would it be like to make love to someone with hair on your head like that, and to be made love to by someone with hair on his or her head like that? It must be like the mating of lions.

Alice Walker on Bob Marley’s hair (via everyonehatesstar)

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March 19, 2013 19:51

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