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Un beau soleil intérieur (Claire Denis, 2017)

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Steve Jansen’s the extinct suite  - Anna Malina - 2017

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvO50ofwqI8

https://annaxmalina.tumblr.com/

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Jean Paul Gaultier, Beauty Haute Couture S13

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slutfocate

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I had a sudden urge to paint Chinese porcelain snakes with plants. Not exactly holiday themed but who knows how inspiration works anyway lol Merry Christmas! 

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Jessica Stam by Willy Vanderperre for W Magazine, January 2013

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Soultwin Studio

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It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.

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white boys be like “im gonna make you come so hard” and ur like, what to my senses

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hi can we normalize the idea of choosing not to drink

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Clarice Lispector, tr. by Johnny Lorenz, Um Sopro de Vida

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Deer and cherry blossoms in Nara park, Japan

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“if i wanted to fuck you i would wake up buried in your collarbones i would sit on the edge of my bed spine ridges arched pointing directly into my closet of skeletons if i wanted to fuck you i would make home in your lap undress you like your mother did kissing your rib cage wishing i could sink into every inch of you if i wanted to fuck you i would bite holes through your neck into your throat i would unbury you like a corpse i would give you reason to breathe if i wanted to fuck you i would glide myself like sound waves bouncing off of you make you memorize my name like i was born for you to whimper it if i wanted to fuck you there would be miles of shredded skin there would be scars on your back where for once in my life i wanted someone to be that close but if i wanted to make love to you i would buy you a train ticket i would sound proof my room i would border up my windows if i wanted to make love to you you should be nothing less than terrified”

— (via chadontop)

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“I rather be alone, than in the arms of someone who does not have the ability to comprehend the true essence of me. I want the type of love that is on fire; true passion engulfing my existence like a sixth degree burn.”

— Awakened Vibrations  (via 13thmoon)