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Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
what I have done is my life. Others
have come in their slow way into
my thought, and some have tried to help
or to hurt: ask me what difference
their strongest love or hate has made…

(Source: journalofanobody)

Arina Pozdnyak, Perpetual Calendar (2013)

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I don’t know what’s the matter with me, why I’m so adept at distance, why I feel so remote from things, why life feels like a rumor.

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installation of blood poppies at the Tower of London

installation of blood poppies at the Tower of London

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honey packaging design concept (x)

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Blonde Redhead

—23

he was a friend of mine, he was a son of God…he was a son of a gun

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It often happens that the real tragedies of life happen in such an inartistic manner that they hurt us by their crude violence, their absolute incoherence, their absurd want of meaning, their entire lack of style. They affect us just as vulgarity affects us. They give us an impression of sheer brute force, and we revolt against that…
He said you’re really an ugly girl
but I like the way you play

and I died, but I thanked him…

(Source: jesus-christ-on-ecstasy, via torifiles)