→ You are a hurricane girl, remember to breathe every once
how do we seem to you? do you find us beautiful, magical? our white skin, our fierce eyes? “drink” you ask me, do you have any idea of the thing you will become?
François Boucher, Madame de Pompadour (detail), 1758
that boy you just called gay? well he is gay. he’s your boyfriend. both of you are gay. how do you keep forgetting this, jeffery
Poland 2014 - by my friend Olga
This is a battle, a war, and the casualties could be your hearts and souls.
Gaby Kravcenko in Metal #23 March/April 2011 by Daniel Sannwald
Florent Igla - The Path of Beauty, video for Musée du Louvre & Nintendo
“A women walks in the Musée du Louvre, alone.
The museum is completely empty.
We follow this young woman in her dreamlike journey through the different rooms of the museum, between amazement and beauty, art and poetry.”
See the video here. Music: Sigur Rós - Suð Í Eyrum
Rest stops on highways are liminal spaces where the veil is thin and nobody can tell me differently
sudden need for a story about a witch who’s a trucker
Yes. Travel altar on the dash. Sigils hung around the cab. Picking up phantom hitchikers on purpose and offering rides in exchange for stories. Warding against gremlins.
some do this please