a rotting girl

capricorn. dix-huit.

[clandestinehearts-333]

;letters from medea, salma deera

[clandestinehearts-333]

[clandestinehearts-333]

(catherine a. girard)

[themakeupbrush]

Ivy Getty at her wedding, November 2021

[clandestinehearts-333]

I CARE. I CARE AND I CARE. AND THATS OKAY !!! MY KINDNESS IS SOFT AND GENTLE AND WHO AM I TO KILL IT.

THIS WORLD IS TOO ROUGH AND RAGGED FOR ME TO BE HARSH. SO ILL CONTINUE TO CARE. AND THAT IS OKAY !!!!!!!!!!!! ITS OKAY !!!!!!!

[kosmia]

Students of Judy Chicago’s Feminist Art program at California State University, 1970. 

[trashyayo]

[diane-selwyn]

[kitsunetsuki-deactivated2026051]

Justin de Villeneuve - Twiggy (Vogue Italia 1969)

[sun-shower]

[clandestinehearts-333]

I’ve come to hate it. Hate what? You’ll ask. I have no answer. Not one word can leave my lips. Not one word to describe this indefinite resentment–this bitterness, this disgust. I’ll open my mouth, then close it. No sound leaves my raw throat. Maybe I hate green olives, or the off-white color of my bathroom. Maybe I hate my father, or the emptiness he gave me. I couldn’t tell you. I will sit at the kitchen table and try to guess what causes this gross feeling. It's nauseating. It slides down my throat, wet and wanting. It feels clammy, perhaps even sticky–like drying blood from an open wound. Maybe that’s what it is. A gash across my chest, adjoining the scabs I pick at at night. I couldn’t tell you. Then one night, sitting in my bathtub, the water already ran cold, I’ll know. But I’ll never say. Only the desolate shadows of my room and I will know. I couldn’t get him to love me.

catherine girard, i couldnt tell you

[dlwrish]

[balletdolls]

dream date idea tbh

[cinnamongirlinterrupted-deactiv]

[catts-awake]

being a girl means leaving a trail of red lipstick stained cigarettes where ever you go

[dlwrish]

[anyataylorjoys]

X (2022) dir. ti west