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I may be trash, but i’m high quality trash. Premium trash. Grade A trash. The kind of trash your mom would look at and say “should this be recycling?” Yeah i’m that kind of trash.
Elegance in Simplicity: Contemporary Artwork of Naoko Ito
July in the hills where I grew up
If we’re mutuals we’re comrades and I wish destruction on your enemies
I like people who communicate their intentions clearly. It saves everyone time.
love confessions from nature
░Prada archive 1998-2002, Norbert Schoerner░
“Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with voice trembling but start. Start and don’t stop. Start where you are, with what you have. Just… start.”
— Ijeoma Umebinyuo
deer and laundry out the window, 2010
"25 levels of freedom" (2004) by Unknown Artist — Performance Photograph
Sylvia Plath, from a diary entry featured in The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Raymond Pettibon (1957- ) Crystal blue cathedral, 1994.
there’s something about becoming older where everything feels finite. summer isn’t endless, love isn’t eternal. you move homes, your favorite boots fall apart, your dog dies. everything feels consuming and beautiful when it is believed to be eternal. now it is all precious. everything. and there is a melancholy that comes with it.
You are a daughter of kings, a shieldmaiden of Rohan.