Rooch is my all time favorite ultra matte lip now 😩🙌🏾. You did that @karrueche and @colourpopcosmetics! #kaepop #rooch #colourpop #colourpopxkarrueche
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Rooch is my all time favorite ultra matte lip now 😩🙌🏾. You did that @karrueche and @colourpopcosmetics! #kaepop #rooch #colourpop #colourpopxkarrueche
#COLOURPOP #Beautiful
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Sexism
"When it comes to the idea of dealing with sexism in the workplace I think back to the time I heard a very powerful white woman in news discuss the topic during a work meeting.
Someone in the room asked her how she would deal with gender discrimination. She gave one simple response: In life, you have to choose your battles." -Abi Ishola
Nana, gracias por la belleza con la que viviste y con la belleza con la que nos dejaste.
You Were a Concept
We bore each other,
gave each other names and meaning. Felt every beat and drip of blood pushing in and out in and out.
Warmed limbs and muscles under heaved whispers,
ex ex hale
inhale
ex ex hale.
We changed our structure, left permanent dents on flat stomachs where I laid, where you lied. Arches on our backs where morals bend, pounding paranoia that we should lose each other under wrinkled shades of pastels. There are imprints where we breathed out all the rest.
We bore each other, in bed our bones stretched too far. We devoured, consumed, and forgot until there was nothing to be missed, nothing to be desired, until we were different beings altogether. Quiet little nothings. Sorrounded by absolutely nothing.
We bore each other.
I Could Love Anything
You were a fool to think you could nestle fire in your chest purge it from your lips and hold it in your hands confused blisters for tiny thought bubbles let them burrow like needy orphans in your forgotten milieu of inchoate jumbles of me when your flesh began to mar and mold itself you thought it was the joining of our two souls and so you waited charred and shadowed you waited for me to spare you, to leave your insides long enough to digest my halfheart Love I was there the whole time, let fire ravage left and right ventricles ‘til you were mulcted of your sanity, ‘til your offal was no longer beating, I call your name and you melt, you really melt, under me you sear like bone and meat moribund lover, you make me hate the way I burn like Sylvia’s oven, Isadora’s scarf, Frida’s last words, Amelia’s wings, and your ashes perched on my lips.
Conquistador
This year was the year of scabs, come scrape what's left behind, come twist the knife a little further, darling please come please come you have a way with words they spill over, daring me to stay a little longer wanting you to gnaw at these remains you wretch of a lover you always take and forget what you find you leave my home so unbearably empty your wants are too ambitious you pillaged and burned my love to the ground I am the land you left behind.
Done.
Hansel’s Morsels
I keep the clothes I wore
that day
shred them
spread 'em
around the house,
keep the letters of when
you missed me
in coke bottles,
sink them
in my kitchen sea,
scribble the first
message you sent me
after our first
everything on the floorboards
of the living
room, your pictures bleed “X”
as if they were treasure maps
posted on my bed,
you kept secrets in pillowcases
and in between
every mattress
a sigh for me to hear
left signatures across
my dirty dishes,
and empty glasses,
nailed your thumbprints
on the wallpaper,
and let your kisses hang
themselves on the ceiling fan.
My doggie waking up 😂❤️
Hurt people hurt people.
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Everything I love here
First time writing in a while...
This, this I'm used to, the thundering echoes between the hollow parts of ribs and lungs, hidden churches along the ridges of pelvic regions, martyrs nestled in bones and mouths, panic cradled in the sharp ends of clavicles, this, this is familiar
Not you, you are a foreign land where spilled feelings dance across your back, acceptance sprouts from the paths made by your legs to your thighs, thieves rejoice in the temple of your soul, and all the devils do not dare mourn the grace from which you fall.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via dissapolnted)
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Bianca Brunner - from the series Limbo, 2004
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