skin, bones, flesh, blood, and energy.


cubebreaker:

In his series, The Good Badlands, photographer Guy Tal seeks to show us that though it is often hidden, and may only appear briefly, there is delicate and subtle beauty in abundance for any viewer with patience and desire.

That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.
—The Descendants

Give me the lover who yanks open the door
of his house and presses me to the wall
in the dim hallway, and keeps me there until I’m drenched
and shaking, whose kisses arrive by the boatload
and begin their delicious diaspora
through the cities and small towns of my body.

To hell with the saints, with the martyrs
of my childhood meant to instruct me
in the power of endurance and faith,
to hell with the next world and its pallid angels
swooning and sighing like Victorian girls.

I want this world. I want to walk into
the ocean and feel it trying to drag me along
like I’m nothing but a broken bit of scratched glass,
and I want to resist it.

—Kim Addonizio, For Desire (via hellanne)

Alexis Beuclair

Alexis Beuclair

prawnathan:

what the american school system teaches us


Biggie

Biggie

occasionally-conscious:

+2 saturation on camera, no other edits

Canon Rebel T2i