Orthodox Caveman

29//FL

[ambientgaze]

Imagining us clasping hands in holiday Imagining you growing older, Somehow more beautiful, Surrounded by your children and children’s children

[kaputalism]

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I feel the top of the roof come off Kill everybody there And I’m watching all the stars burn out, trying to pretend that I care. But I didn’t, no-one ever does, and I would, no-one ever will Can’t you see it’s all flown out of my hands? And our clothes are all too often ripped and our teeth are all too often gnashed and it lasts as long as it possibly can. But I just don’t accept this. I just don’t accept this at all. Faces sweaty, arms and legs, what a glorious set of stairs we make. We kill everyone with arrowheads, arrowheads, arrowheads. Thank god that’s over.

[mikevondoom]

[arthistorianmindswirls]

Gustave Doré, Mary Magdalene

[fuckyeahwomenfilmdirectors]

A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night dir. Ana Lily Amirpour (2014)

[evictedfromdreamland]

Native executioner, India, 1903. Photo by Samuel Bourne.

[fuckingwithdeath]

thou | black lodge, seattle | april 15 2014 photos by: northwrest photography

[deathandmysticism]

French midwife Mary Aubrey dismembering her husband, 18th century

[infamous-heel]

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[dischord]

Fugazi @ Metropolitan University, Leeds, UK 10/31/02

Photo: Mat Dale

[midnightmurdershow]

Near Dark (1987) Directed by Kathryn Bigelow

[timelimitdraw]

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What do you want me to say? What would you have me do? Must I rip out my own tongue and deafen these ears, stop an uncomfortable conversation before it starts? Must I tear out my own eyes, so I don’t have to watch this constant self mutilation? Excuses. Lies. I swallowed them whole. Must I bite my lip so hard that a river of blood will choke back the criticism you’re sure to hear in my voice? You cannot stop. I will not stop. Excuses and lies, I swallowed them whole. Oh, godless day with no sun to see that I’ve gone. And the night will not miss the breath from my lungs. It just moves on.

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[lauramakabresku]

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