The Bulletproof Gal

Antonia | 20 | I am here to ask questions, to find explanations, to allow shells to crack open, to form words where thoughts are still helplessly running in circuits  | Instagram: antonija__g 

[afadthatlastsforever]

“It’s a dangerous thing to romanticise the past, to allow nostalgia to drag up old memories from the depths of our hearts and fashion them into something they’re not. We made a mirage of a memory and knelt before it like a false god. What we called love was nothing but foolish hope.”

— Beau Taplin • N o s t a l g i a 

[wordsnquotes]

“Children must be taught how to think, not what to think.”

— Margaret Mead (via fy-perspectives)

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Céline

[styletaboo]

Bernd Gruber - Vienna Loft [2014]

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[love]

By Marta Bevacqua

[the-bulletproof-gal]

음식 (eumsik, meal)

飮食

I want to see what‘s on your mind.

I lean forward, and slowly, savoringly

caress your smooth, shiny hair.

Then I take the tiny, sharp silver tool, seize your head back

and reflexively stab it in into your left temple.

You tense up, I can feel your muscles go rigid as I sit in your lap,

but we have done this before.

As you watch me practice, there is no longer the frightened expression of betrayal in your face. Instead, I see some sort of astonishment.

I patiently, tenderly, move on with my procedure.

I cut once around the head, in a straight line.

When I open it up, you close your eyes.

I close mine, too, and feel you with my tongue. I go across your eyebrows, clotted with blood, to the rim on your forehead, where the sawn edge of your cranium feels rough and uneven.

I dive in, and start to hungrily devour your brain.

I do not stop, until it is all gone.

Still chewing, I feel your viscous fluids trickle from my mouth.

Then, as if it were a bowl, I start licking the walls of your skull clean.

By then, you start to regain conciousness, and weakly try to pull me down.

I use my full weight to keep you from moving, and set the lid of your skull back on top.

“Why are you doing this?“, you sigh once I‘m finished, but do not await an answer.

I respond to your impatient kiss, just quickly, before I jump from the chair.

“I just want your head, you know? It‘s fascinating.“

You watch me, intently, without saying a word.

It bothers me sometimes, that you let me go without inquiring for a second time.

“Same thing tomorrow?“, I ask with a sweet smile, as I suck my fingers dry.

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

The woman you are becoming will cost you people, relationships, spaces, and material things. Choose her over everything.

Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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[eastafrician-deactivated2018041]

[1cupids]

[the-bulletproof-gal]

“Relationships never provide you with everything. They provide you with some things. You take all you want from a person - sexual chemistry, let's say, or good conversation, or financial support, or intellectual compatibility, or niceness, or loyalty - and you get to pick three of them. Three - that’s all.” 

Hanya Yanagihara (A Little Life)

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[the-bulletproof-gal]

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