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guy60660 · 7 months
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© Christian Trippe | LensCulture
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alex07sp · 1 year
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Si la mirada es el espejo del Alma, entonces Tú naciste con el Azul Infinito en ella.
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kitsunetsuki · 5 months
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William Klein - Evelyn Tripp for Dior (Vogue 1958)
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chicinsilk · 1 year
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US Vogue September 1, 1958
Evelyn Tripp in a white satin gala dress by Yves Saint Laurent for Christian Dior. Pumps, Roger Vivier. Guillaume's hairstyle.
Evelyn Tripp dans une robe de gala en satin blanc par Yves Saint Laurent pour Christian Dior. Escarpins, Roger Vivier. Coiffure de Guillaume.
Photo William Klein vogue archive
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"Rejection of parental authority is a rejection of God’s authority. And the rejection of God’s authority is, in fact, claiming his authority as my own. It is an attempt to be God. Whether your teenager realizes it or not, the stakes could not be higher!" - Paul David Tripp
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WHY can't I find an instrumental version of this song?
Song by Gregg Tripp.
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birdboytripp · 4 months
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Christian as a pony
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herbiblicalcounsel · 7 months
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When we are angry, our words often become our weapon. We use our speech with the goal of winning arguments, instead of seeking peace. We exaggerate situations with "always" or "never" statements, recalling only record of wrongs. We use words to judge motives, blame shift, and ultimately hurt others. But the bible says that anger comes from the sinful desires in our hearts, and is not a result of other people's actions or negative situations [James 4:1-2]. Instead, people and situations are only the triggers for our hearts to express its desires. So, how do we grow in our self-control over our words? We must analyze the idols in our hearts, repent, and obey God's command to love Him and others by speaking wholesome words with humility, patience, and kindness [Eph 4:29, Col 3:12-13].
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kmac4him1st · 1 year
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Scars
I Am They Sings Scars today on our Worship Spotlight. This song is has a lot of truth in it that will soothe your soul if you are hurting. The wisdom of God's Healing is also highlighted today. God still heals our soul, and our scars remind us of this.
See now that I, I am He, And there is no god besides Me; It is I who put to death and I who give life. I have wounded and it is I who heal, And there is no one who can deliver from [the power of] My hand. Deuteronomy 32:39 God Still Heals We would not change our lives… we have suffered… we have scars on body, soul and spirit that tell of WHO YOU Are Jesus, which testify of what You have done in…
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boughtwithaprice · 1 year
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a-great-chaos · 1 year
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fri august 18 23’
black airpod max
vivienne westwood shooting star necklace and dog tags
white christian audigier “rock hand” zip 2xl
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black xman belt
grey tripp nyc “x-strap” jeans 3xl
black new rocks “m-wall106-v17” 45
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stevethomasonposts · 2 years
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Experiencing God | Visual Notes from Theology Beer Camp
Experiencing God | Visual Notes from Theology Beer Camp
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chicinsilk · 2 years
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US Vogue January 1954
Evelyn Tripp wears a marl brown worsted linen skirt, blouse and jacket woven together by Miron. The linen highlights the blouse. White crepe edges the jacket. All by Bass. Straw boater hat by Christian Dior New York. Milch's bag.
Evelyn Tripp porte une jupe, un chemisier et une veste en peigné de lin marron chiné tissés ensemble par Miron. Le lin souligne le chemisier. Le crêpe blanc borde la veste. L'ensemble par Bass. Canotier en paille par Christian Dior New York. Le sac de Milch.
Photo Norman Parkinson vogue archive
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"The goal of parenting is not to retain tight-fisted control over our children in an attempt to guarantee their safety and our sanity. Only God is able to exercise that kind of control. The goal is to be used of Him to instill in our children an ever-maturing self-control through principles of the Word and to allow them to exercise ever-widening circles of choice, control, and independence." - Paul David Tripp
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eddy25960 · 7 months
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Christian Trippe photography
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spoiled-bat13 · 2 months
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How long have I been goth? Well these pictures are from 2004, which was my senior year in high school.
Guess it wasn't a phase, mom.
I used to nap in graveyards, read Anita Blake Vampire Hunter Novels in class, was obsessed with Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, listened to HIM and Evanescence downloaded off of Limewire (along with 30k computer viruses) I was a "Top Girl" on VampireFreaks (it was a goth/alt social media site) and I shoplifted from Hot Topic back when they sold band tees and Tripp clothing.
I made my own black prom dress with a red sash (pictured) I was (still am) obsessed with black and white stripes, I watched The Crow and Queen of the Damned practically daily, I was suspended from school for wearing a black trench coat (that was right after Columbine) I thought Johnny Depp was the hottest (didn't know yet that he was a giant piece of fucking shit) i pierced mybown ears with safety pins, and I was struggling with being Bi and Ace while raised in a Christian Cult and attempting to escape it.
The first time I got to go trick'r'treating I was 19.
I watched Buffy religiously. I memorized The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe for an English project. Wrote my history paper on the biography of JRR Tolkin. I did a presentation on the bubonic plague while wearing makeup to look like a corpse who died of the plague (I had a stuffed rat on my shoulder)
The only thing that saved me and helped me escape a doomsday cult where I was abused and self-hamred to cope, was goth culture. It literally saved my life.
This is why I will never let someone else chase off a person from the goth community just because they don't meet your fuckass criteria. (No, I'm not saying Nazis can join, you cunt)
You don't know what someone has been through, where they are coming from, what they are escaping, who they are, what they have seen, what they can give. If someone puts on some black lipstick and says they are goth, instead of chasing them off like a gatekeeping twat, welcome them in. Show them new things. Introduce them to things they don't know yet. Mold them. Befriend them. Encourage them. No one is born goth, we all discovered it one piece at a time.
Any behavior other than that makes you a piece of shit and your only redeeming quality is your mortality.
(Half of these pictures were taken on disposable cameras)
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Be the Goth you needed when you were a child.
@spooky-pens has known me since I was 17 years old. We have been insane weirdos longer than half these gatekeepers have been alive. No one gets to decide if someone is goth except that person themselves. (Except nazis. Fuck nazis. With a crowbar)
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