"She instilled in me the most precious gift a mother could, her imagination and a belief in beauty…it became my root, and the place I constantly try to return to in my work, and my dreams."
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we are creeps. we are tired. we are fed up. we are loud. we are creative. we are free. we are everywhere. we are taking over.
we are young. we. are. corrupt.
"She instilled in me the most precious gift a mother could, her imagination and a belief in beauty…it became my root, and the place I constantly try to return to in my work, and my dreams."
rad post... this editorial was made for Cliché a while back...one of my favorites
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