SELF PORTRAITS BY JAEYEOL HAN
Artist Jaeyeol Han (tumblr) - "His paintings are crude and coarse. Words of embellishment and supplement are not allowed for these images. They are primitive, like an enormous molecule shrinking for an instant only to explode immediately, escaping the conventional mold in which paintings are often casted in, and approaching us as a conglomerate of chaotic and unidentifiable energy."
The change you see in his face, it just makes you feel so bad for him, and think about all the times that’s been you, alone in your bedroom
whenever I see this I want to reach through the screen and give him a hug and just hold him and tell him everything’s going to be okay. boys aren’t always tough and strong. their lives aren’t dedicated to being a hero and saving the girl. they need a saviour just as much as the girls do. stay strong.
this movie ❤️
Sexism. Why do “boys” needs to be heroic. They can’t and they now all lose their heads.
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
But I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
She was only trying.
And I was impatient.
Where could we meet again?
But to meet again is to say goodbye?
Someone who could drag me out of this crazy world. Someone I’ve been waiting for my whole life.
I wish I knew you.