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whiskey and tobacco, melancholia and black lung
smuggling, snuggling,
navel-gazing, not shoegazing.
In The Desert by Stephen Crane
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter — bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.”
(by Maggie Lochtenberg)
out-o-matic:.giannibugnosagace:reblololo: (Delicatessen - Dominique Pinon)
(via eye-contact)
(via jessicachu)
(via calliope-wine)
♫ but it wasn’t a cat…. it was a cat LOBSTERRRRRRRRR! ♫
(no animals were harmed in this photoshoot)
“This photograph is my proof. There was that afternoon, when things were still good between us, and she embraced me, and we were so happy. It did happen, she did love me. Look see for yourself!”
- Duane Michals
(via carolineeee)
