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Palcmanská Maša, Slovakia (by Lukas Tasik)

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New locations. 

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Tamino in WICKERMAN [x]

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You look, write, speak and walk just like my mother.

I know, for a fact, that you aren’t her.

I know, for a fact, who’s my mother. My mother sweetly taught me to tie my shoes. She taught me how to paint my nails. She taught me how to do my makeup, damn, she taught me even how to cook, to read the best books and most importantly, how to love.

For some reason, I can’t quite recollect those memories. There’s no way for them to be made up, right? Aren’t those common memories, a common bond, shared by a mother and her daughter?

Why can’t I reminisce your warmth?

You were never there. I just like to imagine you were. I like to imagine being held when I was in pain. I like to imagine I was actually taught something about life.

When I grew up, you’d finally look at me — but only when I struggled in my relationships with men. Was it because you saw yourself in me?

Refusing to keep me warm as a kid is a result of you not being able to imagine yourself as a child — since you were never allowed to be one — and therefore, not being able to see yourself in me?

Oh, mom. God only knows how much I want to love the little girl inside you, which, as you get older, peeks through the cracks of your damaged, rotten armor gradually more, each time again.

Maybe, that way, you’d realize I was just a little girl as well — but it’s too long ago.

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Freedom by Mariam Sitchinava

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Made a little book for him

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Keep scrolling, there's nothing fishy going on here

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—Alias Grace, Margaret Atwood

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I'm afraid he was very much indulged, not least by himself. For if the world treats you well, sir, you come to believe you're deserving of it.

ALIAS GRACE, Part Two (2017) Directed by Mary Harron Written by Sarah Polley

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Because... you may think a bed is a peaceful thing, sir. To you, it may mean rest and comfort and a good night's sleep. But, it isn't so for everyone.

ALIAS GRACE