Don't Mind Me Just Postin This On Its Own So The Giant Thread Post Doesnt Clutter Dashes

I always get so fucking mad when I remember that it’s actually a 16-year-old Algerian girl who influenced BOTH Picasso and Matisse. and. No one gives a rat’s ass about her work which was very focused on women and nature. History -or people dare I say- didn’t bother to remember her name because she was a young Algerian woman and no one cares about Maghrebi/Arab women. unlike P*casso & M*tisse who both became legends, almost gods both during their lives and after their deaths, no one knows her.

Her name was Baya Mahieddine.

— March 4th, 1834 

I don't know why people think we aren't a good match, we're so alike! (her daughter is older than me)

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sunshine- what’s the nicest compliment you’ve ever gotten?

lover - how do you show someone you like them?

boo - what’s your dream date?

Wow wasn’t expecting anyone to do this!

Sunshine - someone once told me I had a nice smile which was lovely as I was insecure about my teeth at the time

Lover - words mainly but I guess physical touch too

Boo - botanical gardens 🥰 followed by going to a restaurant

The stones of Örelid, an Iron Age burial ground with standing stones in a field of rye, Sweden, 1930

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

the stars go waltzing out in blue and red, and arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

god topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said, but I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead; at least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

mad girl's love song by sylvia plath