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Vorrei perderti per ritrovarti con il batticuore.
E tutti spettinati far finta di guardarci di traverso come due cani che non riescono a staccarsi.
Marina Abramović, Art Must Be Beautiful (1975)
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children’s safety > pedophiles’ feelings
Sergey Maximishin, Tchétchénie (2000)
being gay is not something to be sorry about being gay is something to be proud of being gay doesn’t mean have fear to build a family family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten and there’s no “traditional” who can define what family really means
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me,
but it’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world.
Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much.
My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst.
And then I remember to relax and stop trying to hold on to it.
And then it flows through me like rain
and I can’t feel anything but gratitude
for every single moment of my stupid little life.
You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry.
You will someday.
Natt Rozanska - Your Skin Under Mine
Braille reads: "the slope of your spine the arch of your back the curve of your hip"
You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.
Albert Camus
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I’ll tell you how to burn,
John Keats, from The Complete Poems; “Hyperion: A Fragment; Book II,” (via heksenkring)