Madison Stubbington by Nicolas Kantor for The Ingénue Magazine Fall/Winter 2015 Fashion Editor: Kristina Golightly Hair: Yumi Nakada-Dingle Makeup: Celia Burton Art Direction: Jessie Lily Adams

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Madison Stubbington by Nicolas Kantor for The Ingénue Magazine Fall/Winter 2015 Fashion Editor: Kristina Golightly Hair: Yumi Nakada-Dingle Makeup: Celia Burton Art Direction: Jessie Lily Adams
Soda becomes vodka and kisses turn into sex. Remember when dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mother was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest and war was only a playground game. Remember when the most pain you felt was when you fell over and scraped your knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn’t wait to grow up..
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It seems to me more than ever that I am a victim of introspection. I am possessive about time alone. If I have not the power to put myself in the place of other people, but must be continually burrowing inward, I shall never be the magnanimous creative person I wish to be. Yet I am hypnotized by the workings of the individual, alone, and am continually using myself as a specimen.
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
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Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.
Pablo Picasso (via thegremlindiaries)
me: I should go to therapy probably (later at therapy) therapist: so how are you? me: fine! I’m great actually I don’t know why I’m here I’m so great