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When I say I love pubes I don't mean like little wispy bits of neatly trimmed hair I mean a full fucking thick bush of curly dark pubic hair real curly and wiry that covers everything there's hair on the inner thighs hair down the ass crack hair everywhere

Koré del siglo VI a.C aprox (520-510) de la Acrópolis. Una de las escasas representaciones que existen de esculturas con restos de policromía exhibiendo algunos colores. Realmente espectacular.

Lambs of God (2019)

I'm in the rafters looking down It's cold up here between walls of stone I made my home and the air hangs heavy with the incense feathers fall from pigeons cooing in the tower I rarely go down there, the view's just so beautiful from here and I can see everybody at their worst points at their worst points I'm not a sadist, I enjoy just being able to be witness of the loneliness and be a higher power In case there isn't one In case there isn't one I'm not a higher power, I just live in the ceiling 'cause I'm lonely on the fringes, and it gives my life some meaning In the exile In my exile the grey light filters through roof slabs and the flagstones glow bright from the stained glass a hundred feet below as I tiptoe creaking over prayers pleading with their maker crying with the choir I'm not immune to the sincerity below me makes me feel, it makes me holy, but through tears I understand that I do not belong no, I do not belong watching the figures, all the saints, but mostly sinners come and go and some are desperate, but the others have the sense that they do belong and I do not belong some only turn towards the heavens when the end Is feeling desperate, have the overwhelming feeling that there's nobody who's looking down at least I'm looking down

DAUGHTER OF LIFE, KNOW YOUR DEATH :

it was not I who loved, yet it was another world I wished for that did. may this rain and day be forever, for tonight only ends in blood and tears of my lost life and brother.

by @to-lamb-to-slaughter (source of image unknown) / rainer maria rilke, translation by c. f. macintyre, from duino elegies; “the second elegy,” / by @to-lamb-to-slaughter (source of image unknown) / medea by euripides

eve, after the fall (auguste rodin; bronze, 1883)

Mark Twain, The Diaries of Adam and Eve // Hozier, From Eden // Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber // Frank Bidart, The War of Vaslav Nijinsky // Eagles, The Last Resort // Anne Sexton, Words for Dr. Y

I think this will forever be one of the most beautiful and heartwarming quotes I'll ever see. It not only captures Guinevere's genuine, unconditional love for Lancelot but knowing who Lancelot is and how he feels for her, this must've made his poor heart beat like a drum 😭 I'm so sappy when it comes to them. They're messy and complex but they're something so, so beautiful.

Thierry Mugler Fall Wonter 1995