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carson fox in radical lace + subversive knitting - david revere mcfadden (2007)
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Illustration from Lewis Carroll's 'Phantasmagoria' by Arthur B. Frost, 1884
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Peace Out - Say Anything
Oh, I’ll be fine. Sever this for all time.
I’ll laugh it off when this ends.
You can just go get high with all of your dumb friends.
You were my crutch. Now I’ve escaped your clutch.
So how is that worm’s-eye view?
I have grown two broad wings and now I’m above you.
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Sheep - Say Anything
It’s my life and I’m living without you It’s my song, it was never about you at all
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Making the most of a bad time
I'm smoking the brains from my head
Leaving the coal calling the kettle black
And orange and red
This kettle is seeing red
I've got a big fat fuckin' bone to pick
With you my darling
In case you haven't heard I'm sick
And tired of trying
I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you
Plugged in and ready to fall
‘Radio’ by Alkaline Trio
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surebabyholdback · 19 hours
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I hope you feel what I felt when you shattered my soul
'Cause you were cruel and I'm a fool
So please let me go
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surebabyholdback · 19 hours
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My parents’ love story is something out of a movie or novel, and I think it has permanently fucked me for life in the matters of love. It has made me idealistic, a hopeless romantic.
They were neighbors, grew up together. Childhood sweethearts, dated in eighth grade, and then were friends in high school. They lost each other for a few years, and reconnected when they were 35 at a mutual friend’s pig roast.
Their first date they went to dinner on a Friday night and went to see Young Guns II. Went back to my mom’s house and my dad didn’t end up leaving until Sunday. Saturday they went out in nature and went fishing in perfect weather. My mom said it was one of the most beautiful days of her life.
After that they spent almost every week together, got married within a few months, and had my twin sister and I pretty quickly after. A lot of people at the time thought they were moving way too fast. But they didn’t care. Because they knew. Because when you know, you know. And they were right, because they were married almost 31 years after that, right up until the day my dad died. She was his Queen Bee and he was her everything.
My mom already said she will never love again. She said it’s not even age, but because that was her person, her soulmate, her best friend, the love of her life. She doesn’t want or need anyone else. And even though she misses him, she is just grateful and feels lucky that she was able to have a love like that, and find her person. Because so many people never do.
That’s why if I feel like I find something real, I let my inhibitions go. I let myself be unhinged. Because so many people never do. And they just let it pass them right by.
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creature fear | bon iver
i was full by your count, i was lost but your fool. was a long visit wrong? say you are the only. so many foreign worlds, so relatively fucked. so ready for us, so ready for us; a creature fear. i was teased by your blouse, spit out by your mouth. i was loud by your lowered seminary song. tear on, tear on, take all the wind on. the soft bloody nose send another form. so many territories ready to reform. don’t let it form us, don’t let it form us; the creature fear. so did he foil his own? is he ready to reform? so many tourists, so many forests; a creature fear.
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No one should ever underestimate my sleuthing skills
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jean michel-basquiat, riding with death (1988)
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Sorrow
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