i wish there wasn’t such a stigma around being proved wrong, bc it’s a part of life, no one can be right all the time. if we didn’t feel as much shame about it i think a lot of things would change a lot faster
i’ve been thinking about this a lot. how much i’ve grown, even though it’s been hard, to realize that i’m not always the best ally, or whatever, and that it’s okay to be wrong—that is an incredible time for you to learn about yourself, but also how to be better. this is to say that i hope we’re more and more patient with people and their processes, too.
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Month: September 2015
concept: me, sitting on the moon, watching the world go by in slow motion
How long has it been?
It seems like an eternity.
The vibe and plug alternate,
first one sending vibrations through your body,
then the other, but never enough…
never enough to push you over the edge…
you want to cum so badly don’t you?
Will I allow it?
I didn’t yesterday did I?
Nor the day before that.
How long has it been?
A few days? A week?
And each day you find yourself here again…
Why am I doing this?
I want your need to consume you,
to devour the rational thoughts in your head,
for your soaking wet cunt to become the focus of your existence…
Are we there yet do you think?
Perhaps another week or two of this every morning and every night…
FKA Twigs – The Wild Magazine
photos by Ellen von Unwerth
styled by Guillaume Boulez
Fuck with yourself so heavy that you forget that anybody else exist
StandardThe lipstick all over her face, tho 💋💋💋