#heforshe low key annoys me because it’s making something about women still about men like seeing these male celebrities pat themselves on the back for saying they support women is lol

  laura palmer    twin peaks    G O D  


Here are the women with ancient
anger in their veins and the cruelty
of a goddess in their hearts.

You will beg before her, you
will scream; but Hera never flinched
from the words of a mortal,

so why should she?

Do not stand in her way.

She will burn down your kingdoms,
herself with it, if it meant
your ruin.


— Medea /// (d.s)
  poetry    mythology  

you used to adore me / laughed at all of my jokes
don’t take this the wrong way / you put me in harm’s way


a sodium fog

  gotham    photography  


From F. Percy Smith’s The Birth of a Flower (1910).

  film    flowers  


Jonathan Smith - Untold Stories (2005-10)



'All Of You' | Riz MC

Wanna smash that wall, like a Berlin youth. Wanna be the one you’re hooked on hurting you.

  music    my fav  


Creepy and decaying farmhouse in Wisconsin/US. Noises from all over the place fill the air and makes you wonder if you are not alone.. it is true that you are not as this home is not occupied by many different creatures..

Techniques in this shot are using long exposure and flashlights as well as a hand-held strobe. for more information, check out gnas.com/


Ferme rampant et en décomposition dans le Wisconsin / USA. Bruits de partout emplissent l’air et vous fait vous demander si vous n’êtes pas seul .. il est vrai que vous n’êtes pas comme cette maison n’est pas occupée par de nombreuses créatures différentes .. 

Techniques de ce plan utilisent une longue exposition et des lampes de poche ainsi que d’un flash à main. Pour plus d’informations, consultez gnas.com /

  spook    aesthetics  


Patrick Joust
Selected works, 2014

  aesthetics    gotham    photography  


so you’ve fallen in love with an under appreciated actor with a terrible filmography: a memoir


When you are 13 years old,
the heat will be turned up too high
and the stars will not be in your favor.
You will hide behind a bookcase
with your family and everything left behind.
You will pour an ocean into a diary.
When they find you, you will be nothing
but a spark above a burning bush,
still, tell them
Despite everything, I really believe people are good at heart.

When you are 14,
a voice will call you to greatness.
When the doubters call you crazy, do not listen.
They don’t know the sound
of their own God’s whisper. Use your armor,
use your sword, use your two good hands.
Do not let their doubting
drown out the sound of your own heartbeat.
You are the Maid of Untamed Patriotism.
Born to lead armies into victory and unite a nation
like a broken heart.

When you are 15, you will be punished
for learning too proudly. A man
will climb onto your school bus and insist
your sisters name you enemy.
When you do not hide,
he will point his gun at your temple
and fire three times. Three years later,
in an ocean of words, with no apologies,
you will stand before the leaders of the world
and tell them your country is burning.

When you are 16 years old,
you will invent science fiction.
The story of a man named Frankenstein
and his creation. Soon after you will learn
that little girls with big ideas are more terrifying
than monsters, but don’t worry.
You will be remembered long after
they have put down their torches.

When you are 17 years old,
you will strike out Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig
one right after the other.
Men will be afraid of the lightening
in your fingertips. A few days later
you will be fired from the major leagues
because “Girls are too delicate to play baseball”

You will turn 18 with a baby on your back
leading Lewis and Clark
across North America.

You will turn 18 
and become queen of the Nile.

You will turn 18 
and bring justice to journalism.

You are now 18, standing on the precipice,
trembling before your own greatness.

This is your call to leap.

There will always being those
who say you are too young and delicate
to make anything happen for yourself.
They don’t see the part of you that smolders.
Don’t let their doubting drown out the sound
of your own heartbeat.

You are the first drop of a hurricane.
Your bravery builds beyond you. You are needed
by all the little girls still living in secret,
writing oceans made of monsters and
throwing like lightening.

You don’t need to grow up to find greatness.
You are stronger than the world has ever believed you to be.
The world laid out before you to set on fire.
All you have to do
is burn.


  hands    spook  


1. Untitled
2. Come Closer

by (x)99.



National Ballet of Canada’s Giselle by Daniel Neuhaus

  aesthetics    spook