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Eylül AslanUntitled, 2014

Quiet on Flickr.

Quiet on Flickr.

Listen to Radiohead as loud as you can and try not to think about it.

Christo and Jeanne-Claude, Valley Curtain, 1974

Elizabeth Weinberg

Vincent van Gogh, Roses details
You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife and five cranberries. Don’t lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.
written by Frida Kahlo (via filthe)

(Source: theunquotables, via bazaari)


Girl catching the train after Kyūdō (Japanese archery) practice in Kyoto, Japan.

- Elaine Bennis? How do you spell her name?