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Marita Terríquez Oliva,
Serie Nuevas Nostalgias Violín de Bajo Fondo
Acrílico sobre tela
2008

Marita Terríquez Oliva,

Serie Nuevas Nostalgias Violín de Bajo Fondo

Acrílico sobre tela

2008

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Eminado.
Model | Cora Cozia
Location | Philadelphia, PA
Photographer | Crystal Anokam

Eminado.

Model | Cora Cozia

Location | Philadelphia, PA

Photographer | Crystal Anokam

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jadenowl:

travist always calling some one

jadenowl:

travist always calling some one

blackfashion:

Crystal Anokam, 17, Maryland
misfitstatofmind.tumblr.com | @RoyalBlessings_
Photographed By: Crystal Anokam

blackfashion:

Crystal Anokam, 17, Maryland

misfitstatofmind.tumblr.com | @RoyalBlessings_

Photographed By: Crystal Anokam

Serenity. 
Crystal Anokam.

Serenity. 

Crystal Anokam.

Silent Poet 
Model | Martez C. Simmons
Location | Philadelphia, PA
Photographer | Crystal Anokam

Silent Poet 

Model | Martez C. Simmons

Location | Philadelphia, PA

Photographer | Crystal Anokam

Oh, Hey There.
Model | Karina Cuadro
Location | Philadelphia, PA
Photographer | Crystal Anokam

dianostalgico:

vintage photographs

dianostalgico:

vintage photographs

tismys:

gxxdgxxn:

A$AP Rocky & Chanel Iman for Vogue September 2014

They look so good 

blackfashion:

Taisha Stewart | 19 | Philadelphia, PA
Top: Bodysuit (American Apparel)
Pants: Thrifted
Clutch: Forever21
Sandals: Target

blackfashion:

Taisha Stewart | 19 | Philadelphia, PA

Top: Bodysuit (American Apparel)

Pants: Thrifted

Clutch: Forever21

Sandals: Target

Gentle Storm.

Happy Birthday.

Today is your day.

Today was your day.

I don’t ever get to say it again.

You won’t ever hear me say,

Happy Birthday again.

Gentle yet powerful like the rain and thunderstorm.

Gentle yet outspoken.

Gentle yet wisdom spilled profusely from her lips.

She was a teacher. A very caring and lovable angel. Her skin was mellow caramel brown. Her hands were crafted by the world’s finest craftsmen. With it she held, caressed and beat me with them. She told stories filled with parables and lessons, sometimes you’d wonder where she came up with such profound tale. She nurtured me, cared and comforted me. She watched me as I grew older and walked with me every step of the way.

Then at night whilst we all slept, lurking behind every door in every corridor, the angels whispered and said it was time for her to go. Time for her to meet The Lord for her journey on earth was over. Time for her to leave suffering in front of the Devil’s foot door and become new in the Lord’s home. And she went. She didn’t say goodbye. She didn’t even whisper the last words or tell anyone she was leaving. And it hurts, to have to stand her and speak on behalf of her. She, who was always there for me. It hurts to have to hear people say I’m sorry, constantly reminding me that such terrible truth really happened, that it wasn’t just a dream. It hurts to have to open the door so people can come leave their condolences. It hurts knowing that this gathering is not one of joy, but of sorrow and pain.

Gentle yet powerful like the rain and thunderstorm.

Gentle yet outspoken.

Gentle yet wisdom spilled profusely from her lips.

She was a teacher. A very caring and lovable angel.

She was my grandmother.

She’s asleep like sleeping beauty a bouncing little baby with no care in the world. She’s at peace, everlasting joy, peace and happiness… Though my tears fall and she’s not there to catch them. I know in my heart, that everything will be okayyy.

Happy Birthday Grandma.

May your dear soul lay in perfect harmony.

© CRYSTAL ANOKAM

@RoyalBlessings_

*Her Birthday was September 26th*

ashleysweatshirt:

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blvck-zoid:

Follow BLVCK-ZOID for fashion

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