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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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21, she/her.
i have a side blog dedicated to the experiences & interpretations of love i find on this site.
i tag blood, blades, and food (along with any other content warnings i feel may be required)—please feel free to let me know in case you want something else tagged.
(after getting attacked by a one-episode creature) whatever that was, it's gone now...
The American journal of roentgenology, radium therapy and nuclear medicine, 1906
mutuals what’s ur sign and how often do u cry im doing research.. for example im a capricorn and i probably cry 3 times a year
What a journey this life is! dependent, entirely, on things unseen. If your lover lives in Hong Kong and cannot get to Chicago, it will be necessary for you to go to Hong Kong. Perhaps you will spend your life there, and never see Chicago again. And you will, I assure you, as long as space and time divide you from anyone you love, discover a great deal about shipping routes, airlines, earthquake, famine, disease, and war. And you will always know what time it is in Hong Kong, for you love someone who lives there. And love will simply have no choice but to go into battle with space and time and, furthermore, to win.
I know we often lose, and that the death or destruction of another is infinitely more real and unbearable than one's own. I think I know how many times one has to start again, and how often one feels that one cannot start again. And yet, on pain of death, one can never remain where one is. The light. The light. One will perish without the light.
James Baldwin, “Nothing Personal.” 1964.
KIM MIN HA for W Korea, April 2022
David Mitchell, Slade House
Alex Perry Pre-Fall 2018
Hammered metal bags with enamel mosaic details in the shapes of animal heads meant to symbolize the seven deadly sins @ Valentino Haute Couture Fall 2017
Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein manuscript.
the holy trinity of the pieces with intimacy that make me feel more alive -
salman toor / holly warburton
PAUL & JOE at London Fashion Week Spring 2022 if you want to support this blog consider donating to: ko-fi.com/fashionrunways
