Sorry I can’t be the perfect daughter that you want me to be and sometimes think that I am. It’s partially my fault, but you have no idea who I really am. It’s for the best, you’d never accept all of me anyway. I keep forgetting that you don’t know how hard of a struggle it is for me to just keep going and learn how to be a regular person again. It’s not that I can ever express any of this to you anyway, partially since it’s your doing. I won’t ever be able to tell you that you’re one of the main factors that pushed me into this deep, dark hole that I’ve been stuck in for so long. I’m sorry I can’t get straight A’s anymore. I’m sorry that I can’t work anymore to support myself as much as I used to, and that I’m putting more and more pressure on your precious money. I’m sorry that I now drink and smoke excessively to cope with the pain and to feel happy and that you supply most of it for me, unknowingly. I’m sorry that you have to pay for my therapy and medicine. I’m sorry that Dad can’t help you out with any of the financial burden that I cause you. I’m sorry that you’ve been stuck in this miserable fucking country for over 22 years. I’m sorry that my mere existence has caused you so much pain and stress.
Takahiro Iwasaki - Reflection Model: Perfect Bliss (2010-12) - Japanese cypress and wire
Scale replica of the Byodo-In, a 10th-century temple near Kyoto
Portugal. The Man’s full Coachella 2013 Weekend 1 set
There are no words to describe the emotional connection that I have to this band. Cliche as it is, their music has helped to and continues to help me keep going.