Hanatsubaki by Petra Collins

oozey mess

#extradirty
Jules of Nature
occasionally subtle
wallacepolsom
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Cosmic Funnies
hello vonnie

pixel skylines
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Kaledo Art
RMH
Sade Olutola
$LAYYYTER
cherry valley forever

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Today's Document
KIROKAZE
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Not today Justin

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@fuzzyfeelinz
Hanatsubaki by Petra Collins
Albarrán Cabrera —– Instagram
The Mouth of Krishna.
Fuji from Miho beach, Japan, 2016. #484. Platinum Palladium print.
by Sofie Kampmark
naomi campbell by jean-marie perier for elle france, august 1994
Le Jardin Douars | Guesthouse | Location: Essaouira, Morocco
the curves in this….im wet
Trà My as Johannes Vermeer’s The Girl with a Pearl Earring reimagined by Dzũng Yoko for ELLE Vietnam August 2018.
Cher photographed by Norman Seef, 1975.
Breast ironing is the pounding and massaging of a pubescent girl’s breasts, using hard or heated objects, to try to make them stop developing or to disappear. It is typically carried out by the girl’s mother who will say she is trying to protect the girl from sexual harassment and rape, to prevent early pregnancy that would tarnish the family name, or to allow the girl to pursue education rather than be forced into early marriage. It is mostly practiced in parts of Cameroon, where boys and men may think that girls whose breasts have begun to grow are ready for sex. (Source)
My thoughts are that I just wish we didn’t live in a world where a girl has to be physically mutilated in order to feel safe from rape and harassment.
This breaks my heart.
My life is just a constant journey to seek warmth. No metaphor. I mean like coats and jackets. Getting under the sheets and standing under heat lamps. Soup.
you are fine. i know everything seems to be moving fast and it all seems so scary right now, but you are absolutely fine. take deep breaths and remember to remain in the present. keep your thoughts light and your burden will subside. your worries will blow away like a leaf on a windy day. the sun will come up tomorrow, the wind will continue to blow. you will be okay. you will be alright.