dirty child

my body, this paper, this fire

[dirtychild]

still looking for the mind i've lost

in

ankara.

[dirtychild]

this is a love story.

[dirtychild]

if i was ever given a wish, i would wish for you to turn out to be a good person

[durmishkan]

Kristof Kintera - all my bad thoughts

[thesociologicalcinema]

“Mad women fight back”; “Bet your ass we’re paranoid” - Psychiatric survivors during a protest in 1976

[dirtychild]

there is a lump that i can never quite swallow. i think i like keeping it there.

i'll keep you here, in my mind. do you hear its ruttles?

[industrialsocietyanditsfuture]

my fav quote by freud is definitely the one where hes writing to his fiancee and hes like im gonna make you eat so much you are just a little weak baby and im a big cokehead

[industrialsocietyanditsfuture]

FOUND IT

[dirtychild]

you may have killed god beneath the weight of all that you have said; but don't imagine that, with all that you are saying, you will make a man that will live longer than he.

[mugsaredonuts]

Reading Foucault for better BDSM

[dirtychild]

Are you a poet lover, hand fetishist, Foucault woman? Cool!

bold of you to assume my gender

[tcssathompson]

“Think of someone you want to touch whom you cannot touch, someone forbidden. Think of a room where there is nothing except the two of you: still, you cannot touch them. Think of the heat between two hands about to touch, the language that exists in that silence.”

— Chelsea Hodson, from Tonight I’m Someone Else: Essays; “A Simple Woman,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[cor-ardens-archive]

anne boyer | louise bourgeois | barbara kruger

[gouged-doll]

fuyuko matsui, entropy

[dirtychild]

more and more i realise that being too close to a person causes a sharp decline in my creative activity. constantly feeling misunderstood is what's pushing me to create. if someone understands me so perfectly, why write a poem? we need distance to be creators.

[dirtychild]

[dirtychild]

i think i'm a bit too obsessed with your hands

[antiquedeuce]

Will you be the fig to my pomegranate?

[dirtychild]

literally the girl i was obsessed with throughout my uni years and me

[feral-ballad]

Donika Kelly, from Bestiary: Poems; “Archaeology”