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Isaac Yu

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She practiced her sadism on me with calm ferocity. Sometimes I can sense such things. Yet even though perceiving them, I often resign myself, as if the person who wishes to cause me suffering needs to see me suffer.

Clarice Lispector - 'Torture And Glory: Selected Cronicas'

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Vogue Italia, July 2003.

Ph. Steven Meisel

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“He hymns the rotten queen with saffron hair Who has saltier aphrodisiacs Than virgins’ tears. That bawdy queen of death, Her wormy couriers are at his bones. Still he hymns juice of her, hot nectarine.”

— Sylvia Plath, Ouija 

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Courtney Love photographed by Nigel Shafran for Love Magazine, 2013

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Fish bite more during rain because they can sense their domain expanding. Their arrogance leads to their downfall.

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Cho Giseok

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The old-regime axiom translates to "The blood we shed makes our own blood purer," but the new regime added a clause about "blackening our hearts."

283

Time slowed down so much we stopped calling it time.

284

It starts with a nosebleed, bathroom mirror reflection, and it ends with the end of the world.

—paul curran, generation bloodbath

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Matt and Sam. Norfolk, CT by Jen Davis 2007

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At the start of twenty-five years' incarceration (torture for heretical poems, execution for political incest), I bite through the banister staring down at my own bloodbath.

446

The Antihuman Slaughter Agitation Group (ASAG) confused conservation with eradication, and this glitch resulted in annihilation never witnessed before.

447

We feel black rain coming in from the ocean, crows punching holes in the sand, crows hammering the bay, but in the morning, the palm trees have been touched up, and then a bulldozer crushes them, this set being recycled, and us being blood and bone and sand.

448

Dashboard cracks, foam burnt by the sun, remind me of cigarette marks made on your face, a hack-death-slasher final girl in a video store, marks becoming holes with a ballpoint pen, your body pretty much gone, ripped up like a magazine page by rogue-regime goons.

449

If it takes a bloodbath, let's take a drink.

450

The most beautiful sensations I remember are the abrupt feelings of potential freedom, the frantic voices whispering, withholding cartoon hysterics, and being excessively drunk.

451

My tooth floating in a wine glass is the final metaphor.

—paul curran, generation bloodbath

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Mamiya C330 S and Sekor 80mm f/2.8

Kodak Portra 160

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Jeanne Moreau photographed by Douglas Kirkland for Playboy Magazine, 1965