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Feeling a bit grinchy
Wow
What a time to be alive
Wow
Imma put myself first
Wow
Everything's so amazing
I said wow
Wow
What a time to be alive
Wow
Imma put myself first
Wow
Wow
Everything's so amazing
I said wow
I said wow
I said wow
Love me
Lovely
Lovely
Feel so
Feel so
Feel so good
Lovely
Lovely
Feel so
Feel so good
Giving me what I need
Ego, ego, ego
Giving me what I need
Ego
Keeping me on
Giving me what
Giving me what I need
Ego, ego
Giving me what
Giving me what I need
Ego
Giving me what
Keeping me on
Giving me what I need
Ego, ego
Giving me what
Keeping me on
Giving me what I need
Ego, ego, ego, ego
Giving me what
Giving me what I need
Giving me what I need
Giving me what I need
Wow
Wow
Wow
Wow
Wow
Thinking about things …
I love these! From a series by photographer Sophia Vogel called With and Without. Which she summarises (translated from German):
The project and each individual image is intended to encourage society to think about itself, its own body, about acceptance. For diversity and against beauty ideals (advertising) and all the environs for the exterior. I advocate in this work for self-love and acceptance of one’s own body, as well as the acceptance of others with their peculiarities.
It’s also an excellent illustration of the absurdity of our default clothed habits. Even if you’re not able to overcome the wider cultural taboo of nudity, why wear clothes at home when it’s not cold? What purpose do clothes serve when you’re just sat at a computer or watering your plants? You don’t need protection from clothing most of the time. Indeed sometimes, like doing yoga, they’re just a hindrance!
Being naked should be normal; we all have bodies, and they are far both far more diverse and far more alike than the media representation of bodies would have so many believe. I think we’d all be happier healthier people if we weren’t so scared of our own physical forms.
Garett Nolan
Sleep on and dream of love
Because it's the closest you will
Get to love
Poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
Poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me
One November
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child
Who later cried :
But Jesus made me, so
Jesus save me from
Pity, sympathy
And people discussing me
A frame of useless limbs
What can make good
All the bad that's been done ?
And if the lights were out
Could you even bear
To kiss her full on the mouth
(or anywhere?)
Oh, poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
Poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me
One November
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child
Who must remain
A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her
A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her
A symbol of where mad, mad lovers
Must pause and draw the line.
So sleep and dream of love
Because it's the closest
You will get to love
That November
Is a time
Which I must
Put out of my mind
Oh, one fine day
Let it be soon
She won't be rich or beautiful
But she'll be walking your streets
In the clothes that she went out
And chose for herself.
Siouxsie and the Banshees
I voted
Ringbrothers,’ “Bully 1972 Chevrolet K5 Blazer”
from the episode “the one where bob comes out as bi”
