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stuckwithpins: Midweek Muse - Les Deux Garcons Les Deux Garcons...

Sun, 19 May 2013 17:38:35 -0400

Midweek Muse - Les Deux Garcons

Les Deux Garcons is the creative duo of Michel Vanderheijden van Tinteren and Roel Moonen from the Netherlands. They construct beautiful sculptures from ethically sourced taxidermy, ribbons, and fringe. (Read more on my blog!)

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Thu, 16 May 2013 03:07:34 -0400

"I want love to be simple. I want to trust without thinking. I want to be generous with my affection..."

Thu, 16 May 2013 03:03:48 -0400

““I want love to be simple. I want to trust without thinking. I want to be generous with my affection and patience and love unconditionally. It is easier to love a person with their flaws than to weed through them. I want to love the whole person, not parts; and this is how I want to be loved.”

- Jewel Kilcher, Chasing Down the Dawn (via sister-bell)

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Thu, 16 May 2013 03:03:41 -0400

declaringwar: Best

Thu, 16 May 2013 02:45:08 -0400

declaringwar:

Best

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Mon, 13 May 2013 19:35:07 -0400

"A plant is not thinking: Tomorrow I will put a new leaf to the north and then next week when it..."

Mon, 13 May 2013 19:34:12 -0400

“A plant is not thinking: Tomorrow I will put a new leaf to the north and then next week when it rains I will grow a metre taller. Its existence is just unfolding out of itself spontaneously, naturally, unplanned. Similarly, your true life unfolds in the same way but you are unaware of it because you allow your mind to imagine fanciful ways of being and then pursue your projections. Like this, you began thinking and strategising your existence rather than simply experiencing your natural being. We cannot breathe tomorrows, breath today. Therefore, knowing this, leave your existence to existence and start enjoying your cosmic play. Best of all, don’t try to be anything at all. This is a secret few recognize.”

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Mon, 06 May 2013 02:57:10 -0400

"I wish I wrote the way I thought Obsessively Incessantly With maddening hunger I’d write to the..."

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 01:38:21 -0400

“I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should”

- Benedict Smith / “I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought” (via thuggyhuggy)

Mike Kelley

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 01:38:05 -0400

Mike Kelley

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 01:20:20 -0400

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Sat, 20 Apr 2013 12:37:43 -0400

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Sat, 20 Apr 2013 12:37:38 -0400

"Before you fuck up and call her anything less than her name, before you grab her by the arm you need..."

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 12:37:35 -0400

“Before you fuck up and call her anything less than her name, before you grab her by the arm you need to know the trigger that you are pulling at. You need to know that the safety is never on. You need to know her history before you tell me that this isn’t my business. You need to know that her history is my history.

See, she and I, we come from the tribe of raw knuckled little girls who call our father by their first names and wear their mothers like bruise coloured war paint under eye. We grew thick skin before we grew permanent teeth. We learned to piece together our own families in the backyards of rented duplexes where we promised plastic faced babies better things in soothing tones that we mimicked from TV. We do not have daddy issues even though our daddy’s have issues. We have piercing eyes and promises to keep. We grew up to be nomads surveying domestic war zones with black eyeliner binoculars, always refusing to camouflage. We threw our heads back and laughed at oncoming explosions, never flinched, absorbing shrapnel, never let them see us cry.

We do not dream of boys who will save us from towers. We dream of boys with courage caked under their fingernails. Boys with hands rough enough to wipe metal tears from our faces but warm enough to mold them into stars. Boys with vertebrae strong enough to lock with ours so they can sleep sitting back to back with us and keep watch. And these are the boys, these are the boys who will find love under our armor. These are the boys who will find that we love selectively but we love fiercely. These are the boys who will learn that we love in ways that leave claw marks down the baseboard before we ever let go.

So do not think she doesn’t know how you fear her absence - you should. Your cage is not stronger than her will or her smile. Do not think you are good enough to tame her. You aren’t. And do not think you are the first to try because i have already closed your eyes and crossed your arms before your body hit the floor. And you think she deserves better than you. You are right. So be better than you.

Be thankful that she knows your name and be careful never to forget hers.

”

- Rachel Wiley (via boneshard)

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