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  What the ocean sounds like when you’re asleep, and what tomorrow feels like when you’re not waiting for the future. It's where the moment, the art, and the music takes you. purenowhere.com

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from our interview with 8 girls from GRL SWIRL, the Venice-based skate group. we talk femininity, bruises, intersectionality, and the female skater revolution. see & read more here.

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a letter (confession) to my mama, from the road to san francisco

Within every teenager lies a hopeless romantic. I’m not talking about the hopeless romanticism we feel thinking about finding that special someone who makes Daniel Caesar song lyrics and melodies fill our hearts with warmth and our stomachs with butterflies. I’m talking about the hopeless romanticism we face as we approach adulthood. I’m talking about that nostalgic excitement, love, and fear you experience as you’re propelled forward in life, your curiosity of the world and your hunger for new experiences. I’m talking the midnight ice cream runs with friends, the precious moments captured through images, and all the other things we use and do to fill our lives with joy. Even though we grew up in very different environments, I am sure you understand what I am talking about. You were also young like me, once.  

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As I stood on the mountains wrapped around the deep, glistening blue oceans of Big Sur, I wished that you could see the beauty I was witnessing. I wished you could feel the ocean’s breeze wrapping your skin and giving you slight goosebumps. I wished that in person you could see the purple, pink, and golden rays of sun kissing the rooftops goodnight while standing at what seemed like the top of the world. I wished I could give you all of my naiveness so that you could allow yourself to fall in love with this world once again in these moments.  

Read the rest here.

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5sos shot for purenowhere.com

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we shot street style at coney island. see more here

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umi, a genre-bending r&b princess, shot by georgia seizis for www.purenowhere.com. read the interview here.

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“The world opened up to me. I realized I was queer, beautiful, smart, funny and another million positive things. I started to feel accepted, and by extension, I accepted myself. These photographs depict my friends honestly; living their lives & being themselves. They’re not premeditated, nor edited. They’re all film photographs shot between 2015 and 2018.I find strength in softness, femininity, sorority, partnership and in showing affection. I see beauty in them every single day, and that made me see beauty in myself, and for that I will be forever grateful.”

- ‘how female friendship saved my life’ by sharon patterson for purenowhere.com

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“The world opened up to me. I realized I was queer, beautiful, smart, funny and another million positive things. I started to feel accepted, and by extension, I accepted myself. These photographs depict my friends honestly; living their lives & being themselves. They’re not premeditated, nor edited. They’re all film photographs shot between 2015 and 2018.I find strength in softness, femininity, sorority, partnership and in showing affection. I see beauty in them every single day, and that made me see beauty in myself, and for that I will be forever grateful.”

- ‘how female friendship saved my life’ by sharon patterson for purenowhere.com

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I am the daughter of Nefertiti blooming in the land of milk and honey. My father’s tongue explains calculus in Arabic, but we get so carried away discussing American politics that the numbers before me dance off the paper.

Sarah Kadous, age 15

from ‘an identity like honey’ for purenowhere.com

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‘lost in thailand’ shot by Steph Estrada for purenowhere.com.

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‘lost in thailand’ shot by Steph Estrada for purenowhere.com.

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VUNDABAR shot by Jamie Langley for  www.purenowhere.com

https://purenowhere.com/2018/06/25/on-the-rise-vundabar-live-union-stage/

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dear universe;

hello. i am writing to let you know you did good job on the stars, and also on cats.

yours respectfully, me

[inkskinned]

dear universe,

in the original post of this, it says “dogs” where it now says “cats”. i do not know when (or how) it got changed, but i am glad that someone loved cats enough to do that, because i love my dog and i also love my cats and i felt bad about not mentioning it that first time. i’m also glad for all the tags where people told me what i should have added (like libraries and waffles and maple syrup) and i am glad for all the comments about how much they love their pets (and some people have such cool pets!)

i kind of think, universe, if we are your children, this is our macaroni art. see, see, see, you gave us a little bit of the stars, and we’ve made our own constellations. we tried to give back to you by making art and music and books and bad poetry and our laughter and our love and our tv dramadies. we took pictures of the night sky and pictures of sunsets and pictures of dew, we fell in love with space and the rivers and the rain. i personally have my desktop background as a picture of one of your nebulas. your hair looked great that day.

i think…. you did a good job, universe, on the stars, and what the stars became, because you put us together and yes, yes, things might be terrible - but good gracious did we make so many things worth loving, worth writing to you about, worth telling you - thank you, i’m taking the spark you put in me and using it to be kind, to be alive, to be wildly fierce about our gardens and gentle about our pets.

so hello. i amend my previous memo. i am writing to let you know you did a good job on the stars, and on my dog and my cats and the lizard i kept illegally in my apartment. and universe, i hope you’re watching, because some of the people you made? they’re great, universe, and they’re full of love, just endlessly capable of loving. and they give me hope.

and through them, universe, that’s you. that’s how the stars sing.

yours respectfully, me

[atomos]

[refaults]

His pledge to her:

i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle. i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger, and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling, sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you.  i will love you. i will love you.

I’m pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before, but it’s so perfect.

i think I am going to cry

i love this

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i will love you. i will love you. i will love you.  argh so perfect dead

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I’m Not The Girl Who Misses Much, 1986 - Pipilotti Rist

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[pochacco]

the concept of our teenage years having to be the “best years of our lives” is so toxic lmfao? especially for people who grew up with mental illness that caused a lot of stagnancy in those years…it just blows my mind that some people will really try to convince younger people that this small portion of their lives should be the best rather than encouraging them to see life as years and years of opportunity