Everyday from now

Ela, 17, Art is my love, Circus is my life.

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I am nervous and insecure, I’ve loved the way I look once in my life and everyone ruined my happiness. I want that back. I want to be lighter, more fragile, more delicate and unique. I hope then I can be loved, I think then I will be loved. It happened last time. I want a face that I’m not ashamed to show you, one you can stroke without feeling the extra fat. I will be better, for you, for me. I think I know how but I need to not be influenced by what other people are doing, they don’t know. You know. Ps: nuts are weight gain foods you will be fragile once again

[yourdailyspino]

Barbie Guy Bourdin

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Guy Bourdin, 1970 à la galerie Louise Alexander.

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Guy Bourdin for Vogue Body & Beauty Book by Bronwen Meredith, 1981

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Guy Bourdin

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Nelly Agassi, Wall Dress

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Milan Grygar

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Hey. Remember when French public service TV did a programme with a whopping nine hours of a man walking backwards through Tokyo, but they reversed it so that it looked like everything was going backwards except him?

Well, I never noticed it until now, but the whole thing is actually (officially!) here.

Fun tidbit: all the music was performed live at some bar in Paris, and simultaneously broadcast on public service radio as well. My favourite song is between 6:02:30 and 6:09:50. It’s a more punchy version of “Mekong” by the band “Limousine”.

Besides the very neat gimmick, this is effectively nine hours of clean raw footage from the streets, parks, and railways of Tokyo. If you’re curious about how things really look like over there, I would wholeheartedly recommend at least wildly clicking on the video’s progress bar so you get to see lots of places.

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Olivier De Sagazan

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It’s like being in love: giving somebody the power to hurt you and trusting (or hoping) they won’t.

Marina Abramović, Rest Energy

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Nastya Abramova photographed by Bea De Giacomo for L'Officiel Italia, June 2017

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Paloma Wool | Collection no. 2

[scrambledbrain]

I don’t know what my problem is. I’m supposed to be being selfless, helpful and a supportive friend, daughter, granddaughter. Yet I find myself being the complete opposite. Jealous, irritable, competitive, rude and selfish. I don’t know where to start. My best friend is the most talented human in the world and just started a job with my dream company. I am so happy for her and proud of her, but I’m also jealous of her and slightly mad at her which makes me kind of not want to even see her which is ridiculous. I mean she just got a fucking award from university for being the most excellent student- same one she got last year, except she doesn’t even go to the school anymore! Yet she still got it. I know thats not an indication of success at all but it would be nice maybe once in my life to get an award like that. Some sort of acknowledgement that says ‘you’re not so shit’. I don’t know why I bother, why I try. I will never be that talented. At the same time as all of this, my mum and grandpa have cancer and instead of being there for them 24/7 like I should be, I’m just living my normal life trying to avoid it where possible because the thought of anything changing makes me want to weep. I feel numb. I can’t imagine how my mum feels. I don’t know what to say to her. I know that she is not telling me things because she want to protect me but it kind of hurts that even when I ask her every question under the moon she won’t talk to me about it. She’s suffering, and in pain, and can’t do anything for herself. She isn’t herself. My mum is so hard working and full on and I’m really happy to see her relaxing for once, why did it have to be because of something like this. 

I’m just so sad about everything . I don’t know how to feel who to talk to what to do. I have so much to do before next year yet I waste my days on the internet managing three instagram accounts. Why? Maybe I am trying to seek some sort of acknowledgement and praise from there. Likes and comments making me feel like I am loved and appreciated and doing good things. Stupid but it actually works. I feel like I am achieving greatness. Pathetic.

[hoaxvault]

Michael K. Williams Hot Body Still

[scrambledbrain]

Showcase inspo

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Interior Design section in Tehran’s Bazaar (x)