Another day, another night.
GIRAFFE OUT LOUD
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2013-05-16 0 notes
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2013-05-15 10 notes
NJ STATE OF MIND EP 3 - ft. april bambao and brian ines from boogie monstarz
shot and edited by Cristanto JordaDocumentary project with the talented Society.
(via ignorantinsight)
Source: njstateofmind
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2013-05-13 1 note
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I’ve attended enough big weddings to admit how much I don’t actually like them.
The grand ones, I mean. Yes, I acknowledge the existence of love. And, yes, I have enough emotions in my sociopathic mind to understand that every couple in some capacity is socially pressured into consummating their romance with ceremony and company.
But I really don’t fucking care for the customs. As fucked up as it sounds, I don’t give a fuck about open bar, $500 wedding favors, or distant family members. I don’t need a bigass church, a sandy beach, or paparazzi following me around. And, despite my being a freelancer, I don’t even want to hire a photographer to cover my wedding, nor would I allow any photography of any kind taking place. I’m an intimate, low-maintenance person. I have always been an intimate, low-maintenance person, and the same holds true for celebrating my life’s milestones.
Call me selfish, but if my wedding were entirely up to me (which it won’t be, because I’ll most likely end up marrying a control freak), it would be just me and her and, with the almighty universe as my witness, a promise of a lifetime. Because outside of our love for each other, I feel that all else is superfluous.
I have never been one for putting sprinkles on my ice cream.
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2013-05-12 3 notes
I do not believe cemeteries are for the dead so much as they are for the living.
A place of burial does not benefit the deceased. The deceased no longer breathe and need no shelter. They have no ears with which to listen. Their physical maintenance is nigh.
Instead, graves are crafted by the hands of ones still alive and frequented by those in reservation. A place to mourn satisfies something deeper within the mourning heart, the means to fill a vacancy that loss often creates. The truest words often find expression in sadness and perhaps we need these burials to say what needs to be said.
Or what should have been said long ago.
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2013-05-10 4 notes
You know why dogs are awesome? They give unconditional love, willingly and without hesitation. None of that “I’m scarred-have-daddy-issues-still-angry-over-what-you-said-last-night-my-first-love-broke-my-heart-I-have-no-money-to-take-care-of-you-I’m-dying-of-cancer-and-can’t-get-close-to-you-porcupine-complex-I-hide-my-feelings-but-secretly-wish-you-feel-the-same-way-passive-aggressive-mentality” bullshit. They simply fucking love. Nothing less. And that act alone is enough for them.
If humans were this giving, we’d have a lot more peace in this world.
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2013-05-08 2 notes
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2013-05-07 1 note
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Today marks my first thrust into smartphonism. Yes, a part of me is going to miss my old ghetto dialer. But the other half is excited to finally board the Smart Phone Boat. Smart phones are a first world privilege and as tempted as I am to use this for stupid shit, I promise to use apparatus for good. Come join me as I take pictures and swing witty jabs at society. And if there’s enough time, I’m going to do dumb shit, too.
Much love,
CJ aka greatgiraffe.





