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Tracy Emin “My Dead Body – A Trace of Life” (2024), acrylic on canvas

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(never degraded someone before) you have your mother's cruelty. and your father's cowardice.

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i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever

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jeff buckley was the only person in history to match my level of yearning

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David Cronenberg for W Magazine, 2025.

Interview by Phoebe Chen, photographs by Grace Ahlbom, and styling by Tori López.

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no, spotify, i don't want to use ai to "turn my ideas into playlists". i already fucking do that with my brain and hands and i do it for fun. what, should i get ai to pet my cat for me? to play my silly games for me? to spend time with my beautiful wife for me? how about i rend you asunder

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Silvia Prieto, 1999, Martín Rejtman.

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im gods weakest faggot

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Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West

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Bathroom, (1997) from photographer Justine Kurland's collection Girl Pictures

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i've reached levels of yearning never before seen

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Fiona Apple - backstage passes

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