闪电

Nikolai Kozakov‘s untitled photograph of a bird, 1970 (via here)

Now I’m empty. I have nothing to give to anyone. Except for talking about my pain. And since I realize that’s toxic, I’ve simply isolated.

when the fuck will i be ok

Female sleeve embroidery across Slovakia.

you ever be so stressed and you look in the mirror and you’re like wow ok great I’m fucking ugly too

on all levels except physical this is me

Atalanta in Calydon with the Hound, 1896, Aubrey Beardsley

FUCK. honestly just FUCK. We missed a very important day yesterday.

what was yesterday, cat?

I’m not missing it this year.

illustrating my first thoughts when i met him. the lighting wasn’t great ok