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“When you start liking pain things start to get interesting.”
—
Jenny Holzer,
Inflammatory Essays and Survival Tips
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“Despite how open, peaceful, and loving you attempt to be, people can only meet you as deeply as they have met themselves.”
— Matt Kahn (via thoughtsforbees)
“When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty. The world teaches you that the way you exist in it is disgusting — you watch boys cringe backward in your dorm room when you talk about your period, blue water pretending to be blood in a maxi pad commercial. It is little things, and it is constant. In a food court in a mall, after you go to the gynecologist for the first time, you and your friend talk about how much it hurts, and over her shoulder you watch two boys your age turn to look at you and wrinkle their noses: the reality of your life is impolite to talk about. The world says that you don’t have a right to the space you occupy, any place with men in it is not yours, you and your body exist only as far as what men want to do with it. At fifteen, you find fifteen-year-old boys you have never met somehow believe you should bend your body to their will. At almost thirty, you find fifteen-year-old boys you have never met still somehow believe you should bend your body to their will. They are children. They are children.”
— Stevie Nicks (via heypopstar)
A concept: eating fresh fruit on a balcony in Greece during the golden hour with little or no clothing on, hair tied in a bun, wine in my glass, the beach close by
when we overthrow the bourgeoisie and i have to go to one of harry styles’ mansions and burn all his sexy gucci suits and maybe kill him for the sake of the revolution
rop van mierlo, illustrations for wild animals, 2010
Steptoe Butte, Washington [2309x1732] [OC] by: sexualchalk
Unica Zürn
La Serpenta [“The Serpent”], Paris-1957
Oil on panel
Knights of Death, 1937, Salvador Dali
Medium: oil,canvas
Fisherman of Port Lligat Mending His Net, 1968, Salvador Dali
Issey Miyake Poster, 1997.
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Even if it is little
Just don’t stop”