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A veces solo necesito esto para ser feliz... ☕🚬🎧 #alaincuba91 #trending #pics #monotonia #shakira #instagram #instagood #instalive #sadsunday #instamoment #me (en Lawton 10 De Octubre) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkWPwi3PG93/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Sushi Brunch in bed. I’m sad today. Someone I care about is going away. I don’t know what to do, but eat these rolls and try not to cry. #sadsunday (at Las Vegas, Nevada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjObRTuPOd3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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whoops sorry i disappeared
little thing for the like two other euria fans out there :p
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Just feel like hiding under covers, and never appearing in the world again.
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And as if nothing else mattered, she dreamed of home. Not a physical space with walls, a wooden floor and a bed to lay at night – but this sense of belonging she has been searching her whole life. The knowledge that whatever she went, she would be exactly where she belongs. A feeling that would follow her to the depths of earth, to the coldest and darkest corners of the sea, that would fly up high into the stars and lead its way into a distant galaxy. She thought it was something to do with how young she was – how, even as a child, she was already feeling exactly like this. Maybe she grew up too fast – or maybe there was no growth at all. Maybe it was just the way things where in this world. She remembered laying on her bed crying in 4th grade. She remembered clinging onto any shred of friendship it was sent her way. She remembered the begging and the crying and the loneliness – oh, she remembered the loneliness. But time went on and things wouldn’t change. Sometimes it would get easier for a bit and company would keep her distracted, but most of the time she didn’t even like the person she was with them. Because it was never her true self. Her true self would only show up past midnight, in a storm of words her little fingers had trouble putting down onto paper. Her true self was hidden in the little things no one would notice, the faded words she tried to put into conversation, her heart beating fast against her chest every time. And still she was lonely, in a life full of friends, full of laughter, full of beer and silly jokes and 2000’s playlist ringing in her brain before she went to sleep. She was lonely between groups of friends that didn’t quite get her and she was lonely on the bed lying next to him. Years would come and go and she would still ask herself if this feeling would ever go away, this feeling of inadequacy, of not belonging, of being an outcast, looking from the outside in. Maybe it was all her and she lived too much inside her own head. Maybe it was the world that wasn’t built for someone like her to walk her path. Maybe.
Maybe it was all inside her head. Maybe her friends did love her, anyway. Well, some of them did and that was all that mattered. And he loved her, she was quite sure of that. He loved her through her mistakes, her earthquakes, her tsunami of tears and self –doubt and feelings of inadequacy. He laughed at all her silly jokes, because he genuinely thought they were funny – that she was funny. He listened to her rants and didn’t think she was boring because of it. He got her and she got him. Even in the days she felt so out of touch h with herself she couldn’t function enough. Even in the days she hated the world. Even in her worst days, he saw her best ways. And so, she wanted to stay. Even when she didn’t know how to say it, or when she felt like being on her own – he was still her best path way home.
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Happy birthday to two of my top five friends who passed away this past year. They were always there for me to help out with this production. I miss them both so much. Life will never be the same with out them. It's been really hard editing lately, but it has been nice to see and hear their voices. #midwesthustler #sadsunday #rip #gonebutneverforgotten #goodfriends #goodtimes #toomuch #missingyou #bestfriends #brothers #family #happybirthdayinheaven #stl (at St. Louis, Missouri) https://www.instagram.com/midwest_hustler_movie/p/CXY6g0blV-n/?utm_medium=tumblr
#midwesthustler#sadsunday#rip#gonebutneverforgotten#goodfriends#goodtimes#toomuch#missingyou#bestfriends#brothers#family#happybirthdayinheaven#stl
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“Bài hát mình thích, im lặng lắng nghe
Người mà mình thích, ngắm nhìn từ xa...”
- Lạc Chỉ (Điều Tuyệt Vời Nhất, Bát Nguyệt Trường An)
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Oops 😂😂😂 #headless #goose #broken #sadsunday #rainyday #bird #notreal #ig #igers #picoftheday https://www.instagram.com/p/CLRx-hHjiCC/?igshid=z0qlkq4n3bj1
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Hoy toca publicación de sexo pero es domingo, le he dado un poco más de amor que de sexo duro, que para duros ya están los domingos en si. . . . #illustration #ilustracion #sketch #ipadpro2020 #procreate #couple #bodypart #rocks #sunday #sadsunday #covid #pareja #screentones #truegrittexturesupply #arrows #tbt #govegan #eroticart #anxiety #eroticsketch #norules #hope #itsbravo #danibravo https://www.instagram.com/p/CC1n1rFi3uX/?igshid=wsi3ai85y3df
#illustration#ilustracion#sketch#ipadpro2020#procreate#couple#bodypart#rocks#sunday#sadsunday#covid#pareja#screentones#truegrittexturesupply#arrows#tbt#govegan#eroticart#anxiety#eroticsketch#norules#hope#itsbravo#danibravo
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Hallelujah it’s SAD SUNDAY! Come hang with us TONIGHT @ the Badlander for ALL EMO | ALL NIGHT. . . . . . #deadhipster #sadsunday #emonight #missoula #montana #thebadlander #paramore #riot #emo #gonnaplayashittonofparamore #thatswhatyouget (at Missoula, Montana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9NYc3qHoiw/?igshid=1qn1tc8sf7mvk
#deadhipster#sadsunday#emonight#missoula#montana#thebadlander#paramore#riot#emo#gonnaplayashittonofparamore#thatswhatyouget
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X-T1 & 7artisans 35mm f1.2 Autumn has gone . . . #일상 #스냅사진 #가을 #낙엽 #단풍 #늦가을 #쓸쓸하다 #우울한일요일 #fujixt1 #7artisans35mmf12 #autumn #hasgone #photography #naturephotography #blue #sadsunday https://www.instagram.com/p/B49PrbJFWvS/?igshid=193pcdkd7ch9k
#일상#스냅사진#가을#낙엽#단풍#늦가을#쓸쓸하다#우울한일요일#fujixt1#7artisans35mmf12#autumn#hasgone#photography#naturephotography#blue#sadsunday
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#jselesaisudohurusanpengkebumiansahabatku #arwahkhairibinmohdrashid #19692009 #jam01.45pm #sadsunday #R.I.P #seeyouintheotherside (at Bandar Permaisuri) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzDAmUVhhJr/?igshid=1r2551ffdl4gm
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Segui il verde. #er #sadsunday #sunday #aseptic #hospital #hospitallife #interior #diseasefactory #january #winter (presso Pronto Soccorso Legnago) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs3WEgcB-Jz/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1kw5d5qyym03k
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Until Next Time (soon) My Beloved Palm Springs and all the Creative Energy it Holds
As my time comes to a close at Palm Springs Film Fest - as well as our stay at #CanaryPalmsPS with Acme House Company Vacation Rentals - I’m reminded of a delicate personality trait of mine that happens to be both one of my weaknesses and my strengths: the sensitivity to saying goodbye and letting go.
Ever since childhood, the “Sad Sundays” were my nemesis - the day when cousins went home to Texarkana, homework had to be tended to, chores had to be carried out, and the day before the “normal world” was in charge again. And, while I know it’s a Monday, today still feels like a “sad Sunday” because we’re leaving the desert we love and saying goodbye to a film fest where both dreams and talents are not only celebrated but honored, awarded and encouraged.
As creative and free as my life is - and, my good golly, I am so grateful that it is- it’s always bittersweet to bid farewell to those weeks in which creatives are celebrated, social events feel more like camp and less like work, and ideas are not only born but fostered and nurtured.
That rare incubation period where all these creatives are in one place to stir the cauldron of magic, take a taste and see how - together - a new recipe might be discovered or improved.
I live for weeks like these.
And, while I know my time here must come to a close - so that I can get back to LA to all of my beautiful creative projects there - I want to say a very heartfelt “Thank you” to every single person I met this week who stirred that cauldron with me.
I can’t wait to see what you create.
And, I can’t wait to see what we create together.
I’m already looking forward to an upcoming creative culinary weekend next week at @jwloscabos, @ModernismWeek here in Palm Springs in February and @PBFW in April.
Living a creative life may not always be easy or the most consistently fruitful, but I’ll tell you a secret:
I couldn’t do life any other way.
This is our year to turn our dreams into our destinies, my friends.
So, let’s get to it, shall we?
Now...what is your dream that will become your destiny this year?
Just be commenting below and saying it aloud, you’re bringing it to life.✨✨
#DawnsDestinations
#PSfilmFest
#AcmeHouseCompany
#DawnMcCoyxAcme
📷: Nick Yedinak — with John-Patrick Flynn and Nick Yedinak in Palm Springs, California.
#palmsprings#farewell#creativecircles#creatives#plamspringsdreams#acmehousecompany#acmehouseco#pbfw#modernismweek#dawnsdestinations#psfilfest#palmspringsfilmfestival#poolside#canarypalmsps#endoftheweek#sadsunday#goodbyefornow#creativemix#dawnmccoy#desertlife#travelblogger#goldenglobes#womenfilmmakers#oscars#sagawards#vacation#visitpalmsprings#findyouroasis#tourism#writer
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#TerjebakLagi ... #BuyOneFreeOne ... #BathAndBodyWorks ... #aLoneShopping ... #SadSunday ... (at Sunway Pyramid) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXq9W94P5f01agscekf9QpdX_86zvLdyZ7taHM0/?utm_medium=tumblr
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