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Per·ni·cious

/pərˈniSHəs/(adjective)having a harmful effect, especially in a gradual or subtle way.

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I Follow Up The Quest Despite Of Day And Night And Death And Hell.

“I follow up the quest despite of day and night and death and hell.”

- Lord Alfred Tennyson

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8 years ago

In a Heartbeat - Animated Short Film (2017)

A closeted boy runs the risk of being outed by his own heart after it pops out of his chest to chase down the boy of his dreams.

© Beth David and Esteban Bravo 2017

It’s here! After a year and a half of hard work, we are both so excited to finally share our film with you. Thank you all for your support and encouragement - this film means the world to us, and your kindness and enthusiasm has made this journey all the more meaningful. It is our great pleasure to share with you this labor of love, and we hope with all our hearts that you enjoy watching it as much as we did making it.

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YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2REkk9SCRn0 Vimeo: https://vimeo.com/227690432

8 years ago

Reminder to everyone! Do it for yourself not because someone else wants you too.❤️

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7 years ago

Eyes like islands in the ocean

The waves of your iris pulling me in

A rip current that can’t be escaped

Sailing toward the whirlpool of your pupil

Drowning in your soul

-These Windows Are Dangerous


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8 years ago

My earbuds were in, but I wasn’t playing music. I needed to hear the world but I didn’t want the world to know I was listening.

The Impossible Knife of Memory, by Laurie Halse Anderson


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