February 2012
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Basking in the early spring sunshine. Rays bouncing off my bare legs. It feels so good, feels like the light is tenderly caressing my skin.
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“the self and reinterpretations of the female body”
– excerpt from a random piece on Francesca Woodman
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“the condition of being human, the pain, the ability to survive”
– Nan Goldin
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i dont know why but sleep doesn’t wish to find me this morning
so im just going to enjoy listening to laura darlington on flying lotus beats
and continue to play with my hair
Listen
close to home, but you were most definitely lovely. Or should I say very lovely.
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a part of me
really wants to go back to school.
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Feel Free
and do whatever the fuck you want to do
ps.
as long as its not harmful to yourself and/or others
Sitting in selfridges
…drunk off free alcohol…I think I’m ready for Mj Cole
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mis-con-strue
(verb) interpret (something, esp. a person’s words or actions) wrongly
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I lay on my back
Eyes closed legs apart
Hand slipped beneath my briefs
I attempt to pleasure myself
Uninterested I continue
Eyes clenched tighter in an attempt to scramble a desirable image to work too
Still persistent I find a rhythm
Then I feel it
This hand tightly clenched over my throat
Not pleasurable rather uncomfortable
This imagined limb is throttling me
So I stop
Then it...
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in my silence i say everything
in my stillness i declare my every gesture
i want to be numb
im trying to be numb
but im currently incapable
usually able to be so very blank
so very dead
not now
my only hiding place is lost
i’ve been searching every crevice but i forget
so for now im going to stay very still
very quiet
soon it will be real
all will be forgotten
my hiding place...
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...and then the crystals began to form
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Love shouldn’t be strategic
ad-dic-tion
(noun) the fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance, thing, or activity
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i love how whimsical it can be walking late at...
everything becoming part of your movie
the effortless cinematography
you dance, skip, float your way to your destination
with it comes this air of satisfaction
you are now accomplished
triumphant, as you were a part of a moment
a moment that you capture and savour
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i lay.
..here smirking
i could continue but that is not pertinent
my smirk and the secrets behind said smirk are mine to keep
and only mine
but you may share my consequence
