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I switched to @anti-vierge !! I was gonna be undercover but I miss my mutuals.. See you <3<3

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Just found out that Italian B-movie director Lucio Fulci was in medical school training to become a doctor when he dropped out to direct movies, which explains his obsession with graphic guts and body horror. It’s even more terrifying knowing that Fulci was basing the gore in Zombi 2, The Beyond, City of the Living Dead, New York Ripper, etc. on his studies of human anatomy and on autopsies he performed, which would explain the realism and almost psychopathic obsession with expository medical detail in his movies.

In an interview, he described storming out of medical school after his professor showed megalomaniacal tendencies, yet Fulci would also later be described as difficult to work with in the film industry. Additionally, when asked about the negative influence violence in cinema had on youth, Fulci said his grandson would watch news broadcasts with graphic images of violence, and he would have to lie to the child that it was makeup and fake gore, just like his movies. For Fulci and other 70s Italian B-movie directors like Argento and Bava, violence was the modern way of life, and they felt they were making light of it in their movies. Even now, we’re plagued with images of plane crashes and massacres in news media, so Fulci’s remarks are still relevant.

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i miss greece, badly

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Leonard Tsuguharu Foujita: The White Cat (1923)

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sculptor worldwide “keepsake” bag

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 coworker said he had a dream his teeth fell out, i said you should go to the dentist, i said you should take care of yourself, i said nothing at all, thought about googling it but i already know what it means, something about loss or change, duuh, gallery smells like warm electronics, printer sighing like its as exhausted as i am, printer sighing, printer sighing, printer jammed again, like it's chewing, like it’s reluctant to let go,cant afford to have you write for xxx another two weeks she said i just cant, lets talk about it when i'm back she said, guy in margiela shoes showed up again, he reminded me of this pigeon i saw limp across the street with chewing gum stuck to its foot,  wouldn’t stop talking about ny, wouldn’t stop talking in general, got distracted by a single earring someone left on the reception desk, tiny silver hoop, not mine, twirled it between my fingers for a second, warm like a person,ghost of an earlobe, pls pls pls i beseech you just shutup about ny,radiators clicking clicking clicking all day but no heating, the meeting place had carpet patterned like static, yellow light like its been burning for decades, felt like something i dreamt,  buzzing like a fridge full of spoiled milk, need to email the framer again, he always smells like wood varnish, should i switch perfumes, maybe something with plum, something chalky, maybemaybe jade suggested ‘old money’ meh, nnot new money, never new money, drank cold coffee from forgotten cup from a day ago ,tasted like the shadow of a coffee, tasted like expired adrenaline, expired film, expired expired expired ,should check when my iud expires o wait no i got it removed last year, or was it uhhh two years ago, ig times weird like that sometimes, walked past a man selling roses on the métro, thorns already clipped, a woman bought one, held it by the stem like a cigarette, thought about the smell of blood, thought about the smell of my old apartment, i thought about the way thepavement looked like silver wowwi, should really start leaving before dark but its impossible, i should leave before dark, but then it’s dark again and i haven’t left, ,photograph of a woman in a bathtub dressed in black with bunny ears and a knife titled ‘woman in a bathtub dressed in black with bunny ears and a knife’ 1967, anonymous,  silver gelatin, smelling faintly of vinegar,  black ink smudge on her palm, woman next to me writing in tiny notebook,, should start carrying a notebook, should start carrying a knife,heart feels like it’s operating separately from my body, métro smelled like wet metal and burnt sugar, wet metal and burnt sugar mmmmm so ssoo yummy,  later tonight i’ll peel this orange,slow, precise, one long curling strip of rind, thought about at least three  different ways of peeling an orange, thought about how i should stop disappearing mid-sentence, want to disappear into a pile of bubble wrap instead, packed and shipped, thought about grocery shopping, thought about eating something that isnt olives and espresso, thought about how i havent eaten yet, thought about eating the earring, thought about eating the bubble wrap, thought about eating the pigeon's gum, thought about how i should have answered no when he asked if i was okay,thought about sorrow, thought about my mothers sorrows, thought about the sorrows of young werther,thought about goethe, thought about goethe’s last words on his deathbed, wait what did he say again....mehr licht or mehr nichts? more light or more nothing? thought about nothing, thought about nothing, thought about nothing at all

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February Looks

untamed hair that smells like of honey, myrtle leaves tangled up in the curly loops

lipstick applied faintly with fingers, tongue that's stained with wine

pink thigh highs slipped over legs moisturized with body butter

pearls on your neck, mud on your shoes

the natural blush of the early morning walk and the glimmer of vaseline over your lids

basket of root vegetables tucked under arm, woolen thigh high socks and dirt-smudged hands

old leather jacket that smells faintly of tobacco

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Un beau monstre (1971)

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pretty beautiful food at eleven madison park #blessed

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Kim Richards has the broken tragic glamour of a Tennessee Williams heroine 

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i am not having a mental breakdown i am simply Evolving