"Give. Even when you know you can get nothing back."
- Yasmin Mogahed (via thatkindofwoman)
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"Give. Even when you know you can get nothing back."
- Yasmin Mogahed (via thatkindofwoman)
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"I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best."
- Oscar Wilde (via psych-facts)
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ihavethecraving: (via kinkade)
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Neopunk fashion!
somebody find me that jacket
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Tzu Ting Wang
Furry style, 2010, pencil and acrylic on canvas
Safest posture 2, 2009, pencil and acrylic on canvas
coralaorta: (This is a poem I wrote when Daphne Gottlieb requested pieces on sex work, rape and revenge. She held a vigil for the late prostitute and convicted murderer Aileen Wuornos, and I first read it there. I recently recorded it on the podcast This American Whore.) TRIGGER WARNINGS: rape, murder WHORE SAYS 1. i don’t know how not to be a whore at the bars when i sit alone and sniff them out without knowing, the lonelies, the men in need of a conversation and a blonde to buy drinks for, my scraggly bleach job hanging like a rebel rapunzel over this spotty powdered forehead seeding new grease blobs that grow huge and red like the tip of a wet cock but it doesn’t seem to matter as long as they find my eyes and hold them, wanting to be held i don’t know how not to shift under a desiring gaze, mold my see-through flesh and words into whatever shape best fits the need they hold empty and waiting for kind ears, act of listening, reflection to fill them like burning sun pouring into salt water, gleaming proof they still exist, can still thirst and be thirsted for, dry throats aching for words of acknowledgement my water, water everywhere and mouths that need a drink Read More (via coralaorta-deactivated20130809)
WHORE SAYS
Mc Bess.
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He’s a Rainbow
Gouache and Ink on Paper