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Fiona Apple in the Nov ‘97 issue of Spin magazine
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luxeternas · 6 months
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maybe we're too sorted out, maybe we'd speak more beautifully if we struggled to know what we were saying, what we were feeling and had to seduce language into getting what we want out of it
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luxeternas · 1 year
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Byron Newman, The Ultimate Angels, 1984.
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luxeternas · 1 year
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NOTE: original photo by @strangledplanet
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luxeternas · 1 year
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journeys end in lovers meeting; i have spent an all but sleepless night, i have told lies and made a fool of myself, and the very air tastes like wine. i have been frightened half out of my foolish wits, but i have somehow earned this joy; i have been waiting for it for so long. btw. if you even care.
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luxeternas · 1 year
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Kate Bush with the Fairlight CMI
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Photo by Robert Vano, 1991
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CRONOS (early 90s)
place: Minato-ku, Tokyo
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Nan Goldin, Valerie in the mirror, Paris, 1999
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luxeternas · 1 year
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It can happen. Actually.
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luxeternas · 1 year
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Alexander Babarikin
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luxeternas · 1 year
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I still hold you in the pit of my chest every day.
I don’t know if I could ever bring myself to rectify my wrongs after what happened. I would rather preserve the sanctity of the peace you may have now and if I'm honest, purely because I don’t believe it is enough to undo anything and maybe that in itself is the wrong thought to hold.
I still have love for you. Even if that is something you will never be aware of.
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luxeternas · 1 year
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The older I get, the more I find that you can only live with those who free you, who love you with an affection that is as light to bear as it is strong to feel.
Today's life is too hard, too bitter, too anemic, for us to undergo new bondages, from whom we love [...]. This is how I am your friend, I love your happiness, your freedom, Your adventure in one word, and I would like to be for you the companion we are sure of, always.
—Albert Camus, Translated from Correspondance 1946-1959
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Shinya Tamai — Good Night   (mineral pigment on japanese paper, 2017)
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annie lapin, "a. a lie a truth a .a," 2022, oil, acrylic & charcoal on linen
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Mary Oliver, from “I Worried”, Devotions
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USA. New York City. 5th Avenue. Harlem
Rene Burri/Magnum Photos 1978
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