JIM: Aw, aw, aw. Is it broken?
LAURA: Now it is just like all the other horses.
JIM: It’s lost its—
LAURA: Horn! It doesn’t matter… . [smiling] I’ll just imagine he had an operation. The horn was removed to make him feel less—freakish!

(Source: ham-solo, via unfriendlyblackhotteas)

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It used 2 feel good 2 kno u were proud of me
Like I was walking down an ibeam stuck in the sand sloping down the beach—- felt like a balance I had to concentrate on but only b/c I wanted to, only b/c it felt good.
It’s such a thing that I fell on soft sand, fell so dramatically I could have broken if it had been concrete or somethin
Now Idk what’s the road
I’m looking for
Or if I should choose a different direction n climb high tide.
Used to feel good at the beach w/ u
But not as good
As new

mustiest:

"I think nudity is very pure…I felt comfortable being nude, even before doing the transition. I always felt in love with my body. That’s the way I am."
Inès-Loan Rao for Oyster Mag - Ph. Aingeru Zorita  [x]

mustiest:

"I think nudity is very pure…I felt comfortable being nude, even before doing the transition. I always felt in love with my body. That’s the way I am."

Inès-Loan Rao for Oyster Mag - Ph. Aingeru Zorita  [x]

(via mustiest)

self discovery tied neatly with a bow.

aight aight aight

i spent the whole bus ride home freaking out

b/c i had seen a storm cloud and a rainforrest and 

been to a party full of a few people who i 

L o v e who were all dancing around 2 party jams and *classics* and eating bbq and drinking cocktails like st. germaine with botanical gin

all the shit that really

 _ticklez my fanzy_

and be4 that i had read for a few hours outside of a coffee shop with a glass of

w H i t e w i n e

and walked down to stare at ducks on the river

and kissed a very handsome boy—— and kissed a very handsome boy.

AND STILL NOTHING 

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me.

i freaked out b/c someone said “that’s what getting old is like gulp gulp nudge barf”

so i was like 

shit.

I’m grown up and undelightable.

and i grunched up the fucking huge hill.

with the bus stop at the bottom, 

and the house i stayed in at the top.

and i grinched into the kitchen.

where i kept quiet and said something melodramatic like

“ i just don’t know how my day went at all, I can’t stand myself.”

or like

“ my day was fine, ok, just ya know”

and as i monosyllabically chatted i saw a fork on the table which was hiding behind

a glass of water.

and I moved it back and forth——

 as each section behind the glass of water magnified and then shrunk,bent around the curve of the glass in reflection and in it’s own bend as it’s own physical self. 

i stopped answering the questions i had been allowing 2 b asked of me.

n i laughed and showed everyone in the room who said 

“you silly thing, u must b so sleepy. watch the office with us in the living room”

and so i floated thru the prank at the beginning of the television show the office, starring Pam and Dwight n Andy

————————— and then excused myself *distractedly*

to go up to my attic room and proceed

to learn 

from google

that i had just experienced

an optical aberration n i read some blog posts about 

refraction.

and i went 2 sleep exhausted with the discovery that

im not an undelightable grownup

I’m  grown 

into 

specifics  

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nicokrijno:

Oxford Road Johannesburg

nicokrijno:

Oxford Road Johannesburg

somniumexmachina:

DKNY by Donna Karan circa 1996
from donna karan catalog by mark vanderloo
cropped detail of guinevere van seenus

somniumexmachina:

DKNY by Donna Karan circa 1996

from donna karan catalog by mark vanderloo

cropped detail of guinevere van seenus

(Source: dekonstruktivisme, via mustiest)

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Specifically vague lines

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