a lesson in tightropes

akanksha, 21, singapore / me / last.fm / "I had nothing to offer except my own confusion."

Dear First World,
what a privilege it is to hate our bodies.

—Sierra DeMulder (via the-doberman)

the-doberman

Repeat after me:

I am not a problem

to be solved. Repeat after me:
I am worthy I am worthy I am

neither the mistake nor

the punishment.

—Sierra DeMulder  (via patshit)

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topographe adsertoris

deforest tofuforlunch

Most of us remain strangers to ourselves, hiding who we are, and ask other strangers, hiding who they are, to love us.

—Leo Buscaglia  (via littlemiss)

middlenameconfused freetobefreee

tried so hard not to fall under its spell but i couldn’t fight such well-crafted film-making no matter how traditionally-bittersweet-romantic the storyalso ennio morricone’s music seals the deal.been a while since a movie made me let go of that too-frequent pull of real-world cynicism and just feel. 

chea-cliatt sketchofthepast

nightspell:

London, February 5, 1970, BBC Paris Theatre (on other sources - ‘Eddy Ready Go’, 07.1970) Photo by Nico van der Stam

nightspell

fupa-dupa -thegreylady

I am really interested in silence. In inarticulacy also, which isn’t the same as silence. As a performer I like looking at the gaps between what people want to communicate and what they can communicate. I love good filmmaking that isn’t just about really proficient writers of dialogue, who think that everybody’s really articulate and everybody can hear each other really well. That doesn’t feel true to me, actually. I mean, that’s a fantastical universe.

—Tilda Swinton (via leighway)

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