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  5. balxance asked: Thank you so much. And yeah, I'm going weekend 2, what about you?

    Weekend 1 for me. Its my 3rd year. Excited for Outkast, Arcade Fire and a LOT of the undercard bands. 


  6. "

    I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.

    Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

    Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

    But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

    And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

    We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

    We never know when the bus is coming.

  7. Snow Place Like Home

    More from Portland’s first legit snow in a while.

  8. Snow Place Like Home

    First legit snow Portland has had in a while = much fun around town.

  9. Favorite Photos of 2013 - #1: Living

    One of my favorite places in the American West is this abandoned mining camp nestled in the hills of Death Valley. Surprisingly intact compared to most structures of its ilk and full of character, I spent hours wandering around the home and surrounding mining relics with no one else around for miles, taking hundreds of photos, but this shot of the main “living” room encompasses everything I love about this space and other destroyed and abandoned places. Smack dab in the middle of Death Valley’s desolate desert, barraged by the elements, desecrated by vandalism, and worn under the weight of time, this long uninhabited home still feels full of life and spirit. All those years and rot in the walls still cannot subtract the sense of warmth and welcome that lingers here. In a notoriously “dead” place, this crumbling room still manages to feel alive. 

  10. Favorite Photos of 2013 - #2: A Fondness For Fog

    On a chilly, foggy night, I ventured into the industrial district north of my new hood and captured the Montgomery Park sign in all its glowing glory. I live on the cusp of an interesting intersection between giant, growling factories and quiet luxury mansions and enjoy the variety that awaits whichever way I turn on a casual evening stroll.