sharing the sky.

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isn’t it crazy to think
that while oceans merge
continental plates colide
air particles shift
planets align
a breath begins
another ends
there you stand
and here i stand
separately
sharing the sky

and isn’t it crazy
that you can miss a face
without ever seeing it?

x

BEANIE by Long Clothing
DRESS by Dorothy
TORMENT BOOT by Demonia
FUR VEST by Forenza

Photos by I Hate Blonde

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night dweller.

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i liked you. you were a night dweller like me. out of this world. speaking on behalf of your passions even if it killed you.

and i still see your old habits in me. bar soap not liquid. frozen section then produce. act then try to remember why you acted that way.

it’s a night dweller thing. we can’t see far enough ahead to make strategic decisions. instead we use our skin- touching, dabbing, feeling, scratching at the surface. at night you can’t see what mistakes you’ve made. you can’t see scratched faces. you abuse comfort. hiding in the crowd, their vision is just as dark as yours. their minds equally as smeared. like you, like me: dwelling, killing, passionately.

x

LEOPARD FUR COAT by Motel Rocks
DAMSEL SHOE by Jeffrey Campbell

Photos by Tyke Riggs

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hearts: foolish.

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our love is fragile, our hearts foolish, and our logic out the door. we’re young, we’re in love, and we’re fucking scared.

x

first outfit:
TOP by Cheer Up! Clothing
SUSPENDER LEGGINGS by Poprageous

second outfit:
TOP by Title Unknown
PANTS by Kimchi Blue

SHOES by Jeffrey Campbell

photos by I HATE BLONDE

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against gravity

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your eyelids push against gravity and slowly begin to open, letting in the vision you wish you could change about the world. you rise from bed and make your way towards the closed back porch, following the speckle of light dancing on the ladder to the roof. you climb up the ladder, secure one foot on the roof then the other. fully arose, a breeze of fresh air overcomes the stale dungeon of your lungs. you turn around to face the city in front of you. the rushing winds howl at you, as if you owe them something. you take in a single breath, filling your lungs with another chance at making things happen. you exhale, letting out everything that never worked out and never will. against gravity, you let go.

x

JACKET by Jac Vanek
SHOES by Jeffrey Campbell

photos by I HATE BLONDE

 

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flickering

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my thoughts run wild. like thorns on a bush. the same ones i used to stitch your sweater with. so you’d itch for more. so you’d feel. but now these thoughts are fenced off in a small vacant room. with a single lamp in the corner. flickering to the rhythm of the mistake of us being here, togetherso i grab a hold of your wrist to smash that light. because tonight is the night i’ll sleep, aloneand in my sleep I’ll dream of silence. and let go of days when I itched to make you feel.

 

 

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blind, dreaming

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you said the blind are dreamers and that’s exactly what kept us from dreaming. we saw too much and we felt too much to take any of it in. i promised, when we sat there with our legs crossed and our fates parallel, that i’d be there when your days feel like a long, poorly lit hallway. but i didn’t promise to be a crutch at your leisure. it’s true that the mayhem is what got me onto you to begin with, but it was exactly that – the mayhem i misunderstood as unique – that kept me floating above just far enough above the ground with my heart laying against its will, in its mold. i surrendered to my place.

you said the blind can dream too so now you’re just blindly dreaming.

x

BLACK JUMPSUIT by Mustard Seed
DAMSEL SPIKE SHOE by Jeffrey Campbell

Photos by Calvin Bellas

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dimensions

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i always feel like i’m running out of time–that the dimensions of the world are inching closer, closing in, trapping in my slow-moving limbs–and i cure this illusion by attempting to think otherwise, begging for logic, waiting for release. but then it always comes down to this:

i am, quite literally, running out of time.

x

TANK BY Sweet Claire Clothing

photos by Calvin Bellas

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transferable energy

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sometimes you get stubborn and you don’t want anyone to hold your hand. but remember:

the heaviness you feel in your chest is transferable energy; move it. pack your melancholy inside words and let them take the responsibility. feel everything and nothing. Be vulnerable. find that perspective is fluid. put down your magnifying glass – step back to see it all play out. your mind is a beautiful place even if your vision gets too shaky to see it. hold your hand out, feel it.

xx

BUTTON UP DRESS by Cheap Monday
GRAY TANK by Sweet Claire Clothing

PLATFORM SHOE by Y.R.U (via Dolls Kill)
TORMENT BOOT by Demonia (via Dolls Kill)

photos by IHATEBLONDE

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devil’s wit

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today i miss you. not because i want you back. or because i ever want to go back to that place. but something about the familiarity, i miss. but i remember:

walking along shore of those gray tides
brought no comfort to my taurean eyes
your words of comfort arrived at their leisure
your words of wisdom barely existed

these words, they crawled out of your mouth
sneaky as the devil’s wit
clever as a young man’s charm
the vacuum that was the welcome sign to your heart

you almost had me.

and i’m aware of that. i’m aware of the box of tangled chains that was once us. but sometimes i steer away from that—voluntary or not—and on days like today, i miss you.

xx

VINTAGE VEST by Forenza
Photos by I HATE BLONDE

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