favorite artists: Joseph Mallord William Turner, “The painter of light” (1775-1851)
“You should tell them that indistinctiveness is my forte” — Turner’s reply when hearing that some rich douchebag that purchased one of his paintings complained about it and called it indistinct (Willy’s taking none of your shit)
The world is very simple when the world is just you and me
in bed together. You trace the curves of my body
like they are so new to you. Like you haven’t been learning
my legs for months. I kiss your forehead like you are a child
because I am good with children and that is how I know
You kiss up my neck as I tell you about high-fiving after sex.
Baby Baby you say, as often as you draw breath.
You kiss down my stomach as I sigh in time with the birds
You tell me it’s strange that we’re grown ups. I say you and I
have too many freckles and bruises to be real grown ups.
I say when I finally grow up I’m gonna write poems that aren’t
love poems and I will have lots and lots of children and they
will be small and beautiful and I will always kiss them on the
You kiss me with your whole body. You kiss me so much it
bends my spine backwards. I think even if you are mostly flaws
and sad stories so am I and so is everyone. I think your flaws
and sad stories go well with mine. I want to kiss your sad stories
on the forehead.
I tell you all that and you say it’s too early. You call me Baby.
-“Learning My Legs” Clementine von Radics
various lil buns
man I love lil buns
i know i forgot the source, my fault. You can find it here along with other super cute space themed accessories (:
“The story of women’s struggle for equality belongs to no single feminist nor to any one organization but to the collective efforts of all who care about human rights”