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Khy \ visual_construct
Her visual veneration of ecocidal fashion and industry.

Sorry for the low-res mediocrity. Most of my possessions are in a storage facility across town and I had to move out of my apartment, but I’ll reacclimate. 

Roused momentarily from slumber.

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Heated up my flatiron for the first time in 3.5 months; in the most awkward stage at the moment. 

Invited to my dearest friend’s birthday dinner downtown.
A constant deluge of frequencies that night.

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My daily wardrobe is increasingly demanding the presence of warpaint.

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So I couldn’t see my friend today so I weight trained my disappointment away, sealed my clean sweat in under some fresh clothes and did this over the Streets of Rage soundtrack because I can’t justify wasting a face full of cosmetic product so—

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Lost my chapstick

Lost my chapstick

Scavenging scraps from summer 2013

Scavenging scraps from summer 2013

Dumb faces scavenged from my unsecured webcam. 

Summer 2012: I remember exactly why I didn’t post these, but I’m going to anyway because that’s how flaw acceptance works so

Summer 2012: I remember exactly why I didn’t post these, but I’m going to anyway because that’s how flaw acceptance works so

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Mediocrity highlighted by unflattering led-backlit displays. 

Sorry if you’ve a ways to scroll. 2013 has been filled with a lot hard-won revelations. Thank you, people of Tumblr, for inciting the inspiration to explore my visuality, and thank you to those of you who requested I do this. 

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It’s almost 2014, and I’ve finally accepted my Jason Statham action film jawline.

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Dead eyes from the same night.

Dead eyes from the same night.

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