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Blunt teeth shine thanks to the water on the moon
Still searching
For the parts of the once whole
And finding temporary moments of bliss
If only they were perpetual
Loving the loss
And mending the garden
Always searching
Always growing
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Perfect Magazine September 2022 Lila Moss photographed by Zhong Lin Styling by Katie Grand
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Wolfgang Tillmans, Freischwimmer 227, 2012
Sound Is Liquid”. Exhibition view at mumok, Vienna, 2022
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Mitsuo Katsui
I’m Here, poster, 1992
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“Come and kiss me and let’s forget.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace
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Disappointed Love, by painter Francis Danby (1821).
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Laura Zalenga
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the moon in paintings. x
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Sua mente é um labirinto de sensações deliciosas
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oxytocin-wthdrwls · 1 year
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I want to devour you
Savoring every inch of skin softened by the shae butter that still lies atop the funky dresser.
Everything you do makes my mind race a million places and back in half an instant
And I catch my breath, before you suck it up along with my soul and the last bit of pride left in my body
The same body that now refuses another’s touch
Despite the fact that you didn’t ask for this and in spite of my every objection.
Who am I to you?
Even a fraction of what you are to me?
It’s okay, I know we are nothing.
Empty calories to a starved gut.
Yet every message I hope is from you,
and inevitably feel the sting of disappointment when reality strikes me across the face.
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I hope that some day, somewhere, somehow
you’ll think of me
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