gus

i know nothing more than what i stated. https://vs.co/0hnkk60k

[treecitysessions]

Untitled Film Still #48, Cindy Sherman, 1979

Valley of the Trolls (The Archetypes), Marina Diamandis, 2011

[throwingmuses]

truckers chapel

[intogusmind]

been thinking of a substack now but im not sure if i want to leave here, also people are offering me money for my things now so maybe by the end of the project i might have my own cds hehehe

[youarethateasy]

[intogusmind]

ok so im releasing a song friday

[cyberxbattalion]

[intogusmind]

[skin-diver]

[intogusmind]

was arguing with da guy and he called ethel cain abel and cain man if i dont beat this nigga tonight

[intogusmind]

i be saying “man wheres that nigga” and the nigga in question is my caucasian boyfriend

[dolerme]

‘hot shots’ ph by matthias vriens-mcgrath for numéro homme, issue 18

[intogusmind]

the grey skies and the shore lines were imprinted on the canva hung on my living room. i stood by the front door, i could hear my footsteps from anywhere i went. they do have a saying for anything these days.

while i stood there, two wine glasses deep with my left hand free, i could finally afford to drop my bags for once. there came a louder sound, that’d disturb anyone around but all that those soundwaves did was sit through for me.

from pictures to poems, from shampoo to letters and any other thing that i chose to bring with me, it all collided against eachother untill the mixture made sense to the painting that i couldn’t take my eyes out of.

the rocks and the waves, the brush and the paint, collision made sense to some artist that day.

my shirt that’s now stained from the red wine i saved, collision again but now it’s something new, the intention’s shifted, something i can’t undo.

collision’s not mean, births so many things. sounds from our bodies that whispers so loud.

paintings that i don’t see till i’m around.

echos from bags that travels across the whole town, cause i’d never leave this house again till my hand collided against the door frame.

[vyva-melinkolya]

Don’t make your younger self into your own dead wife.

[intogusmind]

sitting on the sofa feeling super suicidal, hate to say the word but hand on the bible i do

[canna-bby]

[soyoung-sotragic]

[priezpourlui]