i want to get to know you and for you to know me but i can never think of anything worthy enough to say so i don't say anything at all (and it hurts, my god does it hurt)
Sunday, 2 November 2014
Monday, 27 October 2014
it's getting late, baby
all these small things, they gather round, gather round me. is the world gone mad? or is it me?
is it all so very bad? i can't see.
Sunday, 31 August 2014
Saturday, 16 August 2014
Tuesday, 27 May 2014
you're my butterfly, sugar, baby
“your mental health comes before school baby, always. if its midnight, and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you’re not so sure you want to be alive anymore, pull out that carton of ben and jerry’s and afterwards, go the fuck to bed. so what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? you took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. to hell with anyone who tells you differently.”
abbie nielsen, dear future daughter
Friday, 23 May 2014
i forget where we were
"like most sensitive souls, you already know you’re sensitive. you soak up others’ moods and desires like a sponge. you absorb sensation the way a paintbrush grasps each colour it touches on a palette. the ethereal beauty of a dandelion, the shift of a season, the climax of a song, or a certain stirring scent can evoke such wonder it’ll behave as your very breath itself - moving through cells as fuel does to fire and wind does to waves." - victoria erickson
Wednesday, 21 May 2014
can't go home alone again // need someone to numb the pain
serrah russell's ongoing series 'equivalents'. she rephotographs imagery using polaroid, and crops the results to change the subject matter - taking away its original meaning and thus creating these abstract narratives seen below
you can see more of her work here (and i recommend that you do, i'm in awe)
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