Holy shit, I am in so much (freshly-tattooed) pain. It hurts more right now than when I was getting it done. I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep. Pot isn’t even helping :’( :’( :’(
when people call you “hun”
poetry and you spoke to
me in thunder storms.
— Y.Z, A haiku on love that isn’t gentle (via thatkindofwoman)
bisexual guys are assumed to be secretly gay
bisexual girls are assumed to be secretly straight
both are assumed to secretly like men
see what i’m getting at?
Don’t forget that gay men are gay because they lacked a “strong male figure”. And lesbians either haven’t found the right man or are gay because of a guy.
Done by Jason Minauro.
Marina Ambramovic & Ulay Laysiepen
Death Self, 1977
This performance consisted of the two artists seated in front of each other, connected at the mouth. They took in each other’s breaths until all of their available oxygen had been used up. The performance lasted only 17 minutes, resulting in both artists collapsing unconscious to the floor, having filled their lungs with carbon dioxide. This personal piece explored the idea of an individual’s ability to absorb the life of another person, exchanging and destroying it.
I adore them and their work when they were together omfg.
This is by far the most excitable thing that I have seen all night.
Everything would be so much easier if I was thin.
I’m getting my thigh finished today, and I’m starting to get really anxious. I need to shower and get the numbing shit on my leg so I can actually finish it this time, but if just can’t get myself off the lounge. Urrrrgggghhhhh.