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I’ve been keeping my love life really private but me and white truffle have been going steady for sometime now so fuck it.. here is a pic of me and Bae at Per Se


voiture rouge at Γ‰ze, Provence-Alpes-Cote D'Azur, France


”I love the gray area between right and wrong.” -Dan Brown at Soho Beach House, Miami


sono le piccole cose at Soho Beach House, Miami


3 headed Phoenix at Miami Design District


Mexico or Miami? at Soho Beach House, Miami


Thank you for coming to support me and @tomeksadurski ✨ πŸ“· @_whereisjosh at Cur8 Gallery


Basel 2018 at Miami Convention Center


I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death. - Leonardo da Vinci at Miami Beach, Florida


fruit frais at Zuma Miami


Broken bones β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€” As I painfully lie awake until the arrival of the new dawns break. So very scared and Continually Impaired by my own hearts disrepair. Why have I chosen to share the deepest part of my soul? with all 206 of his treacherous bones. For he did not seem to care that he would impair the home we both shared. As he shaved away at my pride with the hauntings of his benevolent lies. He brought for the demise of what I thought to be (our) lives. As My legs lied awake traumatized with such a deep ache, he broke every bone that I once called my own. With the simple convictions of his own hearts afflictions. β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€” By Ashley R at The Four Seasons Restaurant


White Horse β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€” There once was a white horse that carried out north. To where it will go, nobody can know. Trotting down the path unknown the darkness swallows it whole. For the horse was only a boy that was following the sound of a toy. But that toy only lead him to destroy the deepest part of himself he enjoyed. β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€” By Ashley R ( I never thought to share my poetry with people because it shows so much of what I try to hide. My friends who know have all suggested I do so, but I was hesitant. Last weekend I watched my friend cry because my poem broken bones touched on something deep within her. You know who you are πŸ’‹because that hit me in such a strong way. I feel I should start to share with others my pain.) at New York, New York


I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy. -charles baudelaire at New York, New York


Qu'ils mangent du gÒteau 🍰 at Per Se


Lucky number 26🍭 πŸ“Έ @k.perex at The Four Seasons Restaurant


Melancholy 🍨 at New York, New York


I am a princess not because I have a prince, but because my father is a king. Lucky to call you dad🌹 at Madison Square Garden


Plush at New York, New York

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