Sunset at the Pyramids, Cairo

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Sunset at the Pyramids, Cairo
Strip down, All the way down, Give them more than just Flesh to gnaw on. You’ll know you’ve given enough When fear and panic are distorted melodies For the background laughter.
Throw away every goddamn journal You’ve ever had, Roll up your pants And wade in the water, You know, the way your mother taught You to before she went too deep.
Share every single story That is bottled in your chest, Talk about everything that hurts, That scares you, That fills you with so much anxiety and hope That your heart is going to burst at the seams.
Use your real name, for once. Talk about your childhood like it Was all just preparation for now, And how no one every told you That the world will try to kill you (Or how you’ll try to kill yourself).
Take pictures of soft skin, Supple thighs, cold eyes, And put your clothes back on Like it was nothing.
Make the first move and give, Give Give in Don’t wonder if you’re giving too much. Donate what’s left of your lungs to That sick woman on the street, And hand over gratitude wrapped In frilly bows to the ones who hurt you the most. Then leave.
Leave. Because what’s there to hold you back now?
Nasa spots mysterious heart-shaped craters on the surface of Mars. Mars wishes you love ❤
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Reading a Book. Felice Casorati (Italian, 1883-1963). Tempera on board.
The works Casorati produced in the early years of his career were naturalistic in style. After 1910 the influence of the symbolists and particularly of Gustav Klimt turned him toward a more visionary approach.
Kiko Mizuhara by Nobuyoshi Araki for Supreme.
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I have not made a joke for many weeks! Guess me. 1879.
It happens like this. “One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else–closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel–one sent to you for some higher purpose; to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them–even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering–the reason for their presence will become clear in due time. Though here is a word of warning–you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled; the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more. – Lang leav
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