Xochitl Official

mastermindscreations:

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One of the main reasons why I choose not to commit with graphic designing full time is my inability to come up with creative ideas at a fast pace. The amount of time that it takes me to make most of my work varies.

The above design was made for a talented singer by the name of Xochitl…

Amazing, simply amazing.

Erika Christine Photography Logo

mastermindscreations:

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The designs I have created aren’t a fixed method. My designs specialize more on placement rather than an artsy design. I definitely have some designs that I hope to post in the near future that bring out some of my artsy style, but for the majority of my work I like to keep it simple.

SO amazing. This guy is full of talent! He never ceases to amaze me.


safety-officer-barto:

that’s it that’s the show

ohhey-imgay:

cl0thes0ff:

www.invertedhearts.tumblr.com

👄
yummchocolate:

oceanloverwanderluster:

yass

PREACH IT
leavethew0rldbehindyou:

reallyfitandstrong:

a-body-blog:

girl-in-nike:

femalebodybuilding:

Eva Andressa Vieira

wow

dat ass

Omg butt


goal.
tephor:

Bertold Zahoran
view-from-up-here:

looveee

I feel like I need to post some thoughts…

What the fuck am I doing? What am I supposed to be doing? I feel like I’m living life like it’s a joke. Like I have time to be messing around, living like I was before I graduated. Is this a midlife crisis? I don’t know who I am or where I’m going and I’m more confused than I have ever been before. I thought graduating would give me that sense of stability I needed but instead it spun everything around and turned it upside down.

 I said never again and it happened again and it happened in the exact same way that I swore that it wouldn’t happen, and I keep thinking that if I’m older, shouldn’t I be smarter? Not making the same mistakes repeatedly? How can my mind somehow make it work in the most ridiculous way, when it obviously won’t; living in a delusion. Yet here I am at 22 finding that I am continuously, perhaps a bit more cautiously, but yet continuously, repeating history. Why do I have to have feelings? Why is distance still a thing? Why can’t I get you out of my mind? I want something without so many questions. 

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