Atmosphere - Scapegoat

highrelease:

Atmosphere | Scapegoat

Anyone else get those super shitty orgasms where you spend ages on the build up and then you distantly feel the orgasm happen but it's as if it's been numbed and its volume has been turned down and its like dude all the effort for this wtf no thanks
Anonymous

This is why antidepressants suck.

Maison Martin Margiela iridescent ankle boots {x}

mashallah-project:

a few hairs by d. marvi

my relationship with my unibrow is tempestuous. some days i hide it away, plucking out each hair with hatred. others, i smooth it down lovingly with rosewater and feed it coconut oil at night to hasten it’s growth. these hairs are one of the many ways i’m navigating my own body while i navigate the liminal space of diaspora. my unibrow evokes both the racial privileged of the homeland and and the racial alienation of the hostland. painting my unibrow gold can be seen as an act of beautification and self-acceptance. conversely, it can be seen as self-orientalization, or, making a prominent physical sign of my racial “otherness” even more so. or, simply, it could be an innocent whimsy. i choose to keep the meaning of this as ambiguous as possible, to mimic my own fluid, love-hate relationship with my unibrow.

James Brown - Get Up (I Feel Like Being A) Sex Machine

mudwerks:

James Brown | Get Up (I Feel Like Being A) Sex Machine

this song has been stuck in my head for a week now…

*dances*

The other night I watched movies with Johnny on my balcony, when he left I smoked a bowl and fell asleep outside for 3 hours dreaming about my strong wings.

I think the wings might be an artistic vision because its something I have been incorporating in my literature and maybe even my next canvas.

Always protect yourself, Jess.

Lately I’ve been blessed with vast amounts of self confidence, I’m beautiful, I’m kind, I’m caring but very selective with who I show my beauty.

I have gotten good at ignoring negative vibes and people, no estas invitada.

acidblossom:

i made a thing last night.

I’d woken up early, and I took a long time getting ready to exist.
The Book of Disquiet (Fernando Pessoa)

I never liked living with mistrust and paranoia, it makes me the worst person I can be.

I’ve been having too many dreams where I’m an angel, I’m really starting to believe I am, or I must be or its what I’m destined to be.