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jeremypangilinansblog:

poisontome:

Story of my goddamn life. 

It’s so funny to me why people ask this of us. Most people know that I am a professional. And I mean professional. I have shot for Vogue, MTV, and others but yet there will always be some putz that thinks that just because they sorta know me or that because times are hard, that this is ok. 

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jeremypangilinansblog:

poisontome:

Story of my goddamn life. 

It’s so funny to me why people ask this of us. Most people know that I am a professional. And I mean professional. I have shot for Vogue, MTV, and others but yet there will always be some putz that thinks that just because they sorta know me or that because times are hard, that this is ok. 

Love this

Behind the scenes - photo credit: Victor Vic (thank you!!) (Taken with instagram)

Behind the scenes - photo credit: Victor Vic (thank you!!) (Taken with instagram)

Moving on to shoot #2 - hate traffic  (Taken with Instagram at Chillin’)

Moving on to shoot #2 - hate traffic (Taken with Instagram at Chillin’)

Oh my….☺☺☺☺😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍❤❤❤💘💘💋 (Taken with instagram)

Oh my….☺☺☺☺😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍❤❤❤💘💘💋 (Taken with instagram)

There are those days when silence is feared or avoided…when loneliness is dodged or denied; then there are those days or weeks or hours or minutes that are so dreaded that silence and loneliness are very much craved.
For whatever reason I find joy in solitude, in the gentle quietness that meets me in the middle of the day during that still walk. Though I may not have the destination in mind, I allow my heart to lead and my feet to follow where they will.
Amongst the many low times this year (tho perfection we all know does not exist), this week has thus far been the lowest. Not by what I have nor what I do not have…it is more of the circumstance that is out of my control. The things that are unplanned, to which I don’t usually allow to sink me; however, in this case, it effects more than just myself…what do I do? What do I say? I never wish to disappoint nor do I ever anticipate the same…but it is never a matter of if…more so..when? We will never be able to please everyone.
This is not to sound down or as many like to name-call “debbie downer”…this is my expression in this specific circumstance. I am willing to be transparent because I know no other way.  
I will not look to my right nor to my left..but I will look up.

There are those days when silence is feared or avoided…when loneliness is dodged or denied; then there are those days or weeks or hours or minutes that are so dreaded that silence and loneliness are very much craved.

For whatever reason I find joy in solitude, in the gentle quietness that meets me in the middle of the day during that still walk. Though I may not have the destination in mind, I allow my heart to lead and my feet to follow where they will.

Amongst the many low times this year (tho perfection we all know does not exist), this week has thus far been the lowest. Not by what I have nor what I do not have…it is more of the circumstance that is out of my control. The things that are unplanned, to which I don’t usually allow to sink me; however, in this case, it effects more than just myself…what do I do? What do I say? I never wish to disappoint nor do I ever anticipate the same…but it is never a matter of if…more so..when? We will never be able to please everyone.

This is not to sound down or as many like to name-call “debbie downer”…this is my expression in this specific circumstance. I am willing to be transparent because I know no other way.  

I will not look to my right nor to my left..but I will look up.

jeremypangilinansblog:

poisontome:

Story of my goddamn life. 

It’s so funny to me why people ask this of us. Most people know that I am a professional. And I mean professional. I have shot for Vogue, MTV, and others but yet there will always be some putz that thinks that just because they sorta know me or that because times are hard, that this is ok. 

Love this

jeremypangilinansblog:

poisontome:

Story of my goddamn life. 

It’s so funny to me why people ask this of us. Most people know that I am a professional. And I mean professional. I have shot for Vogue, MTV, and others but yet there will always be some putz that thinks that just because they sorta know me or that because times are hard, that this is ok. 

Love this

Behind the scenes - photo credit: Victor Vic (thank you!!) (Taken with instagram)

Behind the scenes - photo credit: Victor Vic (thank you!!) (Taken with instagram)

Moving on to shoot #2 - hate traffic  (Taken with Instagram at Chillin’)

Moving on to shoot #2 - hate traffic (Taken with Instagram at Chillin’)

Oh my….☺☺☺☺😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍❤❤❤💘💘💋 (Taken with instagram)

Oh my….☺☺☺☺😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍❤❤❤💘💘💋 (Taken with instagram)

There are those days when silence is feared or avoided…when loneliness is dodged or denied; then there are those days or weeks or hours or minutes that are so dreaded that silence and loneliness are very much craved.
For whatever reason I find joy in solitude, in the gentle quietness that meets me in the middle of the day during that still walk. Though I may not have the destination in mind, I allow my heart to lead and my feet to follow where they will.
Amongst the many low times this year (tho perfection we all know does not exist), this week has thus far been the lowest. Not by what I have nor what I do not have…it is more of the circumstance that is out of my control. The things that are unplanned, to which I don’t usually allow to sink me; however, in this case, it effects more than just myself…what do I do? What do I say? I never wish to disappoint nor do I ever anticipate the same…but it is never a matter of if…more so..when? We will never be able to please everyone.
This is not to sound down or as many like to name-call “debbie downer”…this is my expression in this specific circumstance. I am willing to be transparent because I know no other way.  
I will not look to my right nor to my left..but I will look up.

There are those days when silence is feared or avoided…when loneliness is dodged or denied; then there are those days or weeks or hours or minutes that are so dreaded that silence and loneliness are very much craved.

For whatever reason I find joy in solitude, in the gentle quietness that meets me in the middle of the day during that still walk. Though I may not have the destination in mind, I allow my heart to lead and my feet to follow where they will.

Amongst the many low times this year (tho perfection we all know does not exist), this week has thus far been the lowest. Not by what I have nor what I do not have…it is more of the circumstance that is out of my control. The things that are unplanned, to which I don’t usually allow to sink me; however, in this case, it effects more than just myself…what do I do? What do I say? I never wish to disappoint nor do I ever anticipate the same…but it is never a matter of if…more so..when? We will never be able to please everyone.

This is not to sound down or as many like to name-call “debbie downer”…this is my expression in this specific circumstance. I am willing to be transparent because I know no other way.  

I will not look to my right nor to my left..but I will look up.

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