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5:21 AM
I care more about my last cigarette than my last breath.
melanistic, albino and natural fallow deers photographed by Mszafran on deviantart Source here
Eric Bouvet, The Fall of the Berlin Wall, 1989
This post expresses n sums up everything i feel about life tbh
“Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option.”
— Maya Angelou (via larmoyante)
“And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.”
— She was always holding my hand (via euo)
Felix Gonzalez-Torres Untitled (Perfect Lovers) 1991. Clocks, paint on wall.
Untitled (Perfect Lovers) consists of two clocks, which start in synchronisation, and slowly, inevitably fall out of time due to the failure of the batteries and the nature of the mechanism. In a moving comment on his personal experiences, the piece refers to Gonzalez-Torres’ HIV positive partner Ross Laycock, and his slow decline and inevitable death due to AIDS. The clocks act as two mechanical heartbeats; representative of two lives destined to fall out of sync, and holds a poignant poetry about personal loss and the temporal nature of life.
“Don’t be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, time has been so generous to us…We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space…we are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”
this is one of my favorite works ever
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“I think you’re an angel. I think you were sent to be mine and make things better. I think you were put on this earth to save me, like you’re Bonnie and I’m Clyde.”
Hick (2011) dir. Derick Martini