might just finally give up and download hinge. I’m tired of men just staring at me. TALK TO ME FOR FUCK’S SAKE.
Alexa Chung by Zackery Michael c. 2016.
Peter Do
Alex Dimitrov, "Time", Love and Other Poems
ideal ways for me to die
1. old age, peacefully in my sleep
2. after a long and illustrious career i am at a rooftop gala hosted in my honor. i am wearing a beautiful gown, holding a glass of red wine, standing by the railing. a scorned lover approaches and, after a passionate spat, they push me over the edge of the building. the wine glass goes flying, splattering their outfit in red as a visual metaphor for the blood on their hands. as i descend my gown flies around me like two beautiful wings, a bird in flight. a photographer on the street manages to take a photo before i hit the ground and that photo wins the pulitzer. a new york times think piece is released regarding whether or not it's moral to profit off a photo of someone's death. the think piece also wins a pulitzer.
3. sex accident.
i am the way is am because like a prayer was my favourite song at 5 years old
Polaroids I took of Arctic Monkeys at The Music Hall of Williamsburg on October 19th, 2011.