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The Girl on a Motorcycle (Jack Cardiff, 1968)

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I remember craving a specific type of tattoo.. of an artist, not Lauryn portrait or Sade but of Grace hones and that fucking cigarette.. I’m going to get

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Grief—grief is such a strange place to dwell in. I spend my time trying to differentiate depression from grief. Grief has made me question reality and even allowed the thoughts of “What if my sister were still here?” to make themselves at home. As my eyes blink, my mind still tries to grasp that my sister, who looked like me and had the same laughter as me, is gone. When will my heart allow my mind to understand that she is gone

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#art

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Do I know him yet? No, but since my sister passed away, he’s been opening up more. Instead of me studying him or overanalyzing him,(okay maybe just a little bit of over observation) I can’t help it I’m a last a child this is my speciality, anyway my dad is similar to me when I’m around my siblings(he also is the child and last boy just like me). He becomes obedient and invincible; he’ll add a joke or two, but he spends most of his time observing his older siblings. Just like me, I went to visit him to look for an old jacket I lent my sister before she passed. He looks like me these days—lethargic and lonely.

See, the thing is, my sister was my dad and I's best friend. We both understood that my sister having lupus meant borrowed time, but I don’t think either of us thought lupus would win. He drove me home, which would take two hours, so I decided to choose between the usual silence we provide each other or make small talk. I knew my sister would want me to check in on our old man.

I learned that my father is proud of me but just doesn’t know how to express it, and his dream place to visit is Germany. I asked him why Germany, and he said that in his country, he had friends from there, and he always wanted to see if the stories matched the place.

My father and I have a relationship where I see him in bits and pieces, like a puzzle, and he sees me like Stevie Wonder. Who’s to say how this may turn out? Will my sister's death bring us closer, or will it make us more silent than ever?

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I wanna bring back tumblr vixen.. let me get my ass in the gym

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ZACH BLAMPIED as Hammer & AYDAN CALAFIORE as Zeke Invisible Boys 1x06 'Chapter Six: The Coming Out Ball'

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When will I stop crying at the thought of my sister? Why do songs that I’ve heard before, which had no meaning, make more sense to me now? It’s been two weeks since my sister left this world and went off to meet the man who made this world and humanity.

When will I return to my old self—the one who wasn’t this emotional? I’m pretty sure I’m disappointing all Aquarians across the board because of how much emotion I’ve expressed in these two weeks. If only my ex knew how much of a crybaby I can be. I want, I desire, I crave my sister’s laughter—the one that can’t be imitated by anyone. When will I become myself again? When will grief leave? Depression comes and goes within two days, but grief has settled in my heart and mind. I feel hopeless and lonely, for she was my best friend.

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Doechii covers Dazed Magazine

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Last night, I gained a guardian angel. My sister has gone on to the big house in the sky. I’m not sure how my inner child will grieve or grasp the fact that she isn’t physically here. Such a hard pill to swallow; I don’t think I’ll ever be comfortable with her being in God’s presence and not mine. I think she would want me to understand and be strong, but that is not something I’m accustomed to.

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Calvin Lpos shot by Igal Perets in the Hare Jacket as part of F/W25

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Marcos Montaya for Y-3 FALL/WINTER 2025