Electric Parrot

"Imperfection is beauty, Madness is genius, and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring" - Marilyn Monroe

Life's pretty straight without me.

Sarah, 18.

Broken Hill, New South Wales, Australia
+6188395955

Was hung over, had a huge vom. Fine now, work soon D:

Anna Dennis : Why is everyone falling apart? Everywhere I look, people are fucked up and I don’t know what the norm is really.

Sarah Ray: I think adulthood is fucked up, we aren’t introduced to it, we’ve never been exposed to the people trying to be successful early in life and how difficult it is. I think everyone is fucked up.

Anna Dennis: You think that’s it? Our culture feels so sorry for itself all the time and I think that’s part of the problem.

Sarah Ray: I think everyone is falling apart, they just don’t show it. On the inside life is just a major battle of ‘keeping it together’, keeping ‘decorum and composure’ because everyone is afraid of what other people MIGHT think of them.

Anna Dennis: But I don’t think that’s supposed to be our natural state..

Sarah Ray: The feeling sorry for themselves is a show, expressing things that are ‘normal’ problems and hiding what the real big issues are.

Anna Dennis: perhaps

Sarah Ray: Our society is far from the natural conditions of humans

Anna Dennis: -Sigh-

I feel like I’m walking a tightrope, nothing is effortless anymore, nothing at all, not even sleeping, or finding the motivation to move from bed in the morning. Everything seems so unimportant I just feel lost and alone, and like I’m about to fall. But I feel ridiculous when I feel like this, because I’m not really alone at all. Having to consciously remind myself I’m not really alone and hopeless gets exhausting after a while. I’m getting tired, like I’ve been running and I’m almost there but then some arsehole tells me I have another lap to go.

Words can not express how bad my day was.

Just cried over a box of pencils.

My uncle bought me a box of Derwent graphite pencils, an eraser and a drawing book. Because I said that I wanted to buy some because I left all my pencils and paper etc in Broken Hill.

And I just cried, because I love him and his girlfriend so much and have no idea how to express it.

So much gratitude but the limits of the English language restrict me.

photojojo:

Ruined Polaroids might sound like a travesty, but William Miller made a series of intentionally ruined Polaroid prints that are actually really beautiful.

He says,

These are Polaroid pictures run through a partially broken SX-70 camera that I purchased from a yard sale.

The camera sometimes spills out 2 pictures at a time and the film often gets stuck in the gears, exposing and mangling the images in unpredictable ways.

Over time I’ve figured out how to control and accentuate aspects of the camera’s flaws but the images themselves are always a surprise. Each one is determined by the idiosyncrasies of the film and the camera.

Ruined Polaroids by William Miller

(via jadekitten)