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The Netflix drama “13 Reasons Why” is filmed, in part, down the road a couple of miles where I used to live - in the city of Vallejo, California.
As the signs in the window indicate, this is a film set and it is a “FAKE PHARMACY.” There is a real pharmacy close by on the same street in an equally charming old building – causing no end of confusion for residents and visitors alike. I guess someone hoped some signage would help.
Model: TheHarlequinDC
"What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry, it’s the voices. Ahaha, I’m kidding! That’s not what they really said.”
How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
Hey, this kind of trouble's only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me...
Why
Why
I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard it said too many times
That you'd be better off
Besides...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out turning inside out
Tell me...
Why
Tell me...
Why
This song is so beautiful
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When he was younger, our son was afraid to step over the threshold to go outdoors. At the time, we did not know about his autism, that diagnosis came later. Try as we might, he would always resist going out and to see what the world had to offer. He was afraid. In time we learned that his fears were based in the uncertainty of what was out there. Home was his safe area. He could relax. Everything was in its place.
To help him, I encouraged him to look out through the window. His window. It was safe looking out from indoors and when he felt unwell through the many, many seizures he is tormented by, just getting to the window is a major effort for him. Through the window was a world he could familiarise himself with.
Supported by myself to point out the various aspects of our garden, or nearby landmarks which were visible, his confidence grew. Familiarity of what he saw became routine. This accepted routine enabled the next step, to cross the threshold.
Encouraged to use my old camera, our son eagerly took pictures from his bedroom window, or the living room window and we ventured into the garden to look at what he had pictured up close. A new world opened up to him. Gradually we ventured further and pictured all that we saw.
‘Marc’s Window’ has become an intervention to help our son overcome both fears and pain and help focus his mind to prevent it searching out those dark places.
This success I share as it may just help someone have a similar idea.
The old dormitory door, a pitiful barrier, had surrendered to her lock-pick skills with barely a whisper of protest. The intoxication of forbidden territories pulses through her veins, a siren's call she couldn't resist. The yellow caution tape - a feeble attempt at deterrence - had already been violated, its remnants littering the dimly lit stairways like discarded party streamers.
Caught in the surveillance camera's gaze, Flit pirouettes with a devil-may-care smirk, a taunting spectacle for the hapless sentinel tasked with monitoring this condemned building from the confines of a closet-sized office hidden somewhere on campus. Now, the real investigating begins: an adrenaline-fueled scavenger hunt in this derelict, abandoned labyrinth. Will it yield its secrets and spoils, or will it guard its treasures, determined to remain a mystery?
♫ ♬ ♫ ♪ ♩ Ladyhawke | Dangerous
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*Bolson / Tattoo - Hort (Sleeves)
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K&S - // Class off. Backdrop
[ kunst ] - Anuket Septum
[ kunst ] - Frog necklace
[ kunst ] - Slim Cigarette
Gloom. - Famous Collection
[omnis] BlackWidow Arm
RichB. Plaster
RichB. Vega Earrings Gold
SEKA's Moto Arm
TECHNOFOLK_Agony Tank Top
TECHNOFOLK_Headshot Pants
TECHNOFOLK_Headshot Tattoo (stomach)
[Traume] Hellfire Hand Bandage
[ west end ] Bento Poses - December - Single Poses
LUMIPro - Professional Photography HUD
Just Sitting Here why do you ask? Prissy being a bit sheepish because she isn't supposed to be on the printer, just being a cat, shot in North Carolina.
I think about how it might have been
We'd spend out days travelin'
It's not that I don't understand you
It's not that I don't want to be with you
But you only wanted me
The way you wanted me
So, I will head out alone, hope for the best
And we hang our heads down
As we skip the goodbyes
And you can tell the world what you want them to hear
I've got nothing left to lose, my dear
So, I'm up for the little white lies
But you and I know the reason why
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'll buy a magazine searching for your face
From coast to coast, or where ever I find my place
I'll track you on the radio, and
I'll sign your list in a different name
But as close as I get to you
It's not the same
So, I will head out alone, hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back
As say that we tried
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never dies
But you and I know the reason why
I'm gone, you're still there
I'm gone, you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there
So, steal the show, and do your best
To cover the tracks that I have left
I wish you well and hope you find
Whatever you're looking for
The way I might've changed my mind,
But you only showed me the door
So, I will head out alone, hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back
And say that we tried
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never dies
But you and I, you and I, you and I know the reason why
Yes. Why? For more fav stars? Because people think their work is oh so great that the whole world should have seen it? Because they think others have nothing better to do than seeing their stuff again and again? Maybe you people can tell me why...
All I can tell is it annoys me more and more.
OK, that's my ranting for 2016
"Why spiders? Why can't it be 'follow the butterflies'?!"
- Ron Weasley, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Just why! The Daear Ddu ridge is obviously less appealing than their own face 😆
A brilliant low stress scramble on lovely solid rock that deposits you directly on the summit of Moel Siabod.
black-crowned night heron
providence ri
found itself in a freak beam of early morning sun, but couldn't muster the energy to move.
DRESS: OSMIA - Late.Night.Gacha - Maitreya - Dress
HAIR: Hair Xia Bento
NECKLACE: .::Supernatural::. Kimi Necklace Gold
He fought quietly, and we fought with him.
His body was smaller and more fragile than it should have been, his past and true age unknown.
Hidden illness, surgery, and complications followed—things no one could see at first.
We did everything we could, but his little body couldn’t go on.
He passed away peacefully, loved and held.
I am deeply heartbroken.
We had so much hope.
After losing my mother just two months ago, this came during an already difficult time.
I’ve always shared openly—this is simply part of that.
In time, I will share a few more images of Mochi.
There aren’t many—everything happened so suddenly.
Why is there so much water in the sea?
Because fish need a communal swimming pool.
What about SpongeBob where is he??😭😭😭
Today I was thinking of the theme for Flickr Friday so I took a shot of my home office window looking out and then abstracted the photo........WHY NOT????
...hang their heads out the window anyway? 😉 Photographed on Richmond Street West in Toronto, June 9, 2021. Processed in PS.
Woof Woof!
Pentax KX.
Why bother I wonder shooting film when becomes a digital jpeg after all?
The prints are so much better than the CD scans. Keepers are few, and gems fewer even with prints.
Just must, I suppose.