....

Oh portrait, what do you portrait of me?

[hellanne]

What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.

Jean Cocteau, Le Coq et l’Arlequin (via hellanne)

[lifeinpoetry]

People / play themselves like a tape, over and over,

Tara Betts, from “High Fidelity,” published in Glass: A Journal of Poetry (via lifeinpoetry)

[theparisreview]

Art is like sex: when you’re doing it, nothing else matters.

John Banville, The Art of Fiction No. 200 (via theparisreview)

[internethistory]

[waterinthemouth]

by JULIAN SCHNABEL

[afroui]

Adara Sánchez

[journalofanobody]

All life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which there is no difference betwixt those born of real things and those born of inward dreamings, and no cause to value the one above the other.”

 H.P. Lovecraft (via journalofanobody)

[nxseroijgtrfs]

spit on me, in a romantic way

(via nxseroijgtrfs)

[lorenzens-soil]

Charlotte Gainsbourg - Hey Joe

[nxseroijgtrfs]

Jon Hopkins - Collider (Original Mix)

Jon Hopkins released his 'Immunity' in June this year but as 2013 is coming to an end, and sunshine is getting rare, this powerful record finally reaches its...

[mako1972]

[desimonewayland]

Irving Penn, Vogue, August 01, 1999

[nxseroijgtrfs]

Erect, useless, insistent, the spur or outcrop of a ragged mineral base, confronting what he imagines monstrous, a volatility of nerve endings, viscera, a monumentality of breasts and a distended stomach. He doesn't know what transpires inside her, nor the amorphousness inside himself. He is afraid, and bold: she is obdurate, permeable, an anarchy of biological details, an encyclopedia of emotions inscribed in a lost language, a secret kept for millennia.

To Whom It May Concern

[theramblingsoftheurbanjawn]

The pleasure he derived from the spectacle of her body, bound and surrendered, struggling vainly, and of her cries, was doubtless so great that he could not bear the idea of lending a hand himself and thus having his attention distracted from it.

Narrator referencing why Rene would not whip O, but would allow others to do it.  (via theramblingsoftheurbanjawn)

[nxseroijgtrfs]

A man in love ... is the master, so it seems, but only if his lady friend permits it! The need to interchange the roles of slave and master for the sake of the relationship is never more clearly demonstrated than in the course of an affair. Never is the complicity between victim and executioner more essential. Even chained, down on her knees, begging for mercy, it is the woman, finally, who is in command ... the all powerful slave, dragging herself along the ground at her master's heels, is now really the god. The man is only her priest, living in fear and trembling of her displeasure.

Pauline Réage

[midnightmurdershow]

Dahmer (2002) Directed by David Jacobson

[thoughtsapenny]

There is no passion to be found playing small ― in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.

Nelson Mandela (via thoughtsapenny)