“I drive down to Wall Street and break into the exchange. I go up to all the traders and cut off their balls. They don’t bleed, only dollar signs come out. They don’t miss their balls, ‘cause they’re too busy fucking you with everything else they’ve got.”
—Performance Artist Karen Finley, Constant State of Desire, 1986
lover northern hemisphere spring 2012. that little lace mini dress is calling to me. i’ll take it in black and cream, please!
Want all of these right now, especially the lace ones!!
veronika of tick tock vintage.
Tina Fey photobombing at the Golden Globes.
(Source: mymelancholy)
Popularity over talent.
Je voudrais etre une parisienne.
Can’t stop watching
(Source: jaredeuriarte)
View Larger It’s about time I reposted my favorite poem/inspiration for this tumblr. Original photography.
What Are Years— Marianne Moore
What is our innocence,
what is our guilt? All are
naked, none is safe. And whence
is courage: the unanswered question,
the resolute doubt, —
dumbly calling, deafly listening—that
in misfortune, even death,
encourage others
and in its defeat, stirs
the soul to be strong?
He sees deep and is glad, who
accedes to mortality
and in his imprisonment rises
upon himself as
the sea in a chasm, struggling to be
free and unable to be,
in its surrendering
finds its continuing.
So he who strongly feels,
behaves. The very bird,
grown taller as he sings, steels
his form straight up. Though he is captive,
his mighty singing
says, satisfaction is a lowly
thing, how pure a thing is joy.
This is mortality,
this is eternity.
View Larger Lover Like You— Avett Brothers
Do I need to tell you?
I don’t need to be untrue
Not when I have a lover like you.
Now it don’t take that much thought
Not with all the love you’ve got
And you give it to me free
Some might take that for granted but certainly not me
No not when I have a lover like you
I haven’t eyes for anyone else
I’m thinking of you and nobody else
I haven’t eyes for anyone else but you
you
She may be all on my case
Want to kiss me on my face
Put my hands on her waist
Take me back to her place
I would happily follow
but not when I have a lover like you.
I haven’t eyes for anyone else
I’m thinking of you and nobody else
I haven’t eyes for anyone else but you
But you
