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“The shape of your teeth is written into my palm like a second lifeline.”
— Audre Lorde, from The Black Unicorn; Fog Report.
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“This is my skin. This is not your skin, yet you are under it.”
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Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via larmoyante)
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The Love Witch (2016) dir. Anna Biller
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rinjani, hayati, and nada by ikmal awfar cr. by astrid chu
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adriana @ lino villaventura ss06
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shina ringo, ROCKIN'ON JAPAN. APRIL 2000 VOL.185 (via himitsuGIRL)
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You bought me flowers?
THE PUNISHER (2017-2019) 1.02 Two Dead Men
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“Every moon is brutal, every sun bitter.”
— Arthur Rimbaud
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The Cell (2000) Directed by Tarsem Singh
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“My kind of rebirth tasted like blood.”
— Anna de Noailles, tr. by Norman R. Shapiro, from Poems; “Dazzled, Precise,”
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“Otherwise, why the tattoos, the tough talk and the strutting around? Because you can’t trust yourselves.”
TOSHIRŌ MIFUNE in Drunken Angel (1948) dir. Akira Kurosawa
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“We cannot wait / for angels. We’ll be our own gods now.”
— Nancy Reddy, from “Ex Machina,” Double Jinx: Poems (via wildfairy)
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“…Longing, of course, becomes its own object, the way that desire can make anything into a god.”
— Mark Doty, excerpt of The Death of Antinous (via saintjoan)
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“my feet have been bloodied and bruised from the journey I took as I plunged through the vastness of my own self.”
— i’ll bite the hands that feed me, Grace Moloney
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