the world with glazed eyes, after so long of being fed the lies, shes tired.
Sickened, weak, troubled soul.
Sunshine radiates off her skin as she feels nothing, theres no more joy of puddles in the rain. Rainy weather matches her weary heart.
Hoping a day for change that always seems to refrain.
Tearful eyes after hopeful lies everyday remains unchanged.
So I'm laying in bed cozied up from being at the pool all day and I'm excited that my set "Forget Regret" is finally up for members to see.
It was my first time undressing myself in front of the camera for all to see so there are pictures where you can tell I was quit nervous and unsure who to pose but as the... Read More
I woke up in the shittiest of moods where all I did was want to cuddle up in bed and sleep it off but this bitch had work to do, so I toughed that shit out and had a really great day.
Surprising motivation out of the sky, it was awesome.
Worked a 9 hour shift then went to the pool with my other half,... Read More
The real demand of all insurrectionary movements is the transformation of the world and the reinvention of life. This is not a demand formulated by theorists: rather, it is the basis of poetic creation. Revolution is made everyday despite, and in opposition to, the specialists of revolution. This revolution is nameless, like everything springing from lived experience. Its explosive coherence is being forged constantly in... Read More
You have powers you never dreamed of. You can do things you never thought you could do. There are no limitations in what you can do except the limitations of your own mind.
- Darwin P. Kingsley
I love heavily tattooed women. I imagine their lives are filled with sensuality and excess, madness and generosity, impulsive natures and fights. They look like they have endured much pain and sadness, yet have the ability to transcend all of it by documenting it on the body.