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first 5 faceless emojis are how your summers gonna go
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A woman must stay alone for a long while until the hate men have for women has left her, and even longer until the jealousy women have for other women has left her, and longer still until the anger her children have for her has left her—until she is no longer a woman altered by the resentment of men, women, and children, no longer what others have forced her to be, but empty as a skull or a shell, filled only by whatever she pleases, forest air perhaps.
— Kiran Desai, The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny
THE FOUNTAINHEAD — 1949, dir. King Vidor
BAREFOOT IN THE PARK (1967) dir. Gene Saks “Paul, tell me you’re not sorry we got married.” “After 40 minutes? Let’s give it a couple of hours first.”
sending my love…it’s apple shaped
My Guardian Angel
Retired-slut-father’s
Eldest daughter: she goes out for milk and never comes back. Sex excluded. Lover-girl. Self induced cold fish.
Lara Stone / Vogue China October 2008 by Mario Sorrenti
Rajasthan, India, 1989. Jyoti Bhatt
I don’t want to talk to you. I’m about to start my period. Maybe in four days if I’m regular. I don’t care about romantic relationships. Do you even have sex? What’s the difference? Is it really that good or is it just validation and getting off (no judgement); it is scary being alone. I don’t want to nurture an adult cis male. It’s like paying for IVF instead of just fucking adopting. Tbh I don’t want to nurture anyone atm. I want to rip wild spring onions out of the ground and get bit by insects without WebMD.
St John of God sister checking blood smear, Derby Leprosarium, 1948