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Inanimate Objects Transformed Into Whimsical Still-Lifes

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Photographer Dina Belenko loves to stage everyday objects into magical portraits, which transport you into a different realm. By capturing still-lives, Belenko believes she is also taking pictures of her soul.

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She stays in bed because her nightmares are better than her reality.

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What a tragedy it is that the smartest of intellectuals are often the most conflicted in our society.

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She crashed souls to create art. And she.. She is an art wreck.

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Do you ever feel like the only people who really understand what it’s like to be you are writers and musicians you are never going to meet?

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I fail to understand  why being empty  is the heaviest burden to bear.

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I have a craving, so delightfully strong, I want someone. I want the moment with that someone. The moment in which you’re stuck, just the two of you. Smiling into each other’s eyes. The split second where nothing happens, yet you feel everything. I want the first kiss with someone. Someone that can leave a magical feeling just floating around my world. Looking into her eyes and knowing she’s smiling so freely back at me, knowing she’s in this moment waiting. Leaning in, with my hand cupping her face and holding her close to slowly kiss her. Feeling her smiling through the kiss, slowly breathing together as our bodies become one. Meshed together in soft love, stress evaporates through the air. Everlasting, still intertwined forgetting the world is passing us by. Because in this moment we can last forever and a day. Because whilst we are kissing, our spirits are twisting and shouting in joyful glee. I want that first raw kiss with someone. A crazed surge of lip biting, neck sucking, arse grabbing, euphoria. Taking each second in with a raw love. Pulling her hair to the side and kissing down her neck, hearing the gentle moans of pleasure escaping her body as I suck presciently along her collarbone, before holding her face in place and kissing her again, and again, and again. Each time harder, passion erupting between us. Slowly our clothes fall away, until I’m kissing her neck again, then her chest, then her stomach. Taking my time, leaving purple love bites every inch. Writing a new chapter of our story with my mouth and tongue. Licking gently up her body and into another kiss, then a pause. And a deep breath almost simultaneously. I want that first kiss, I want the passion of a new love. I want the world to stop spinning and wait for us. I need that first kiss. I need the desire to have someone who wants me just as much that we can literally stop the world.

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human beings are honestly incredible they seem to be able to find beauty in the ugliest of places and heal wounds that even medicine has no cure for they make such wonderful works of art out of nothing and demolish them like ashes they are stubborn, naïve and terribly flawed but each person can be so unique and special and important they stand tall when everything around them collapses but they are also the masters of destruction especially of themselves – even when they know something is wrong and harmful they keep going back riding in circles hurting themselves in order to at least feel something

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