our flames.

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JUMPSUIT by Mustard Seed
BLAZER thrifted
LION NECKLACE by Moira Noree Vintage
LEOPARD COAT by Motel Rocks

Photos by Rachel Lynch

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tough crowd.

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you have to learn to love being alone. your unwanted, sneaky thoughts leak out the cracks when no one’s around, and they’re a tough crowd. but standing against the flow of black is a stance worth crumbling for. give your emotions a chance. the distractions you create for yourself by being surrounded have an unfair advantage over your raw inner self. so for the sake of your crumbling core, learn how to love being alone, i repeat to myself.

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JEWELRY by Sequin NYC
 CLOTHING by Moira Noree Vintage

Assistant styling by Moira Noree
Make up/hair by Ali Kraus
Photos by Calvin Bellas

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puppet eyes.

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i’ll crawl into your head at night. through your ears. with devil-controlled eyes. reaching your untouchable filth. the thrill of getting caught. mesmerized by your leaking thoughts.

i’ll scrape the walls of your brain. sneak behind your vision. control your puppet eyes. a grand demonstration of what no one else saw. remind you of why you wanted me out of your mind.

what a celebration of our devil-controlled eyes.

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DROP CROTCH PANTS by This is a Love Song
SHOES by Unif
CROP TOP by Topshop
INFINITY SCARF by H&M

Photos by Rachel Lynch

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frozen crystals.

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there’s a vessel in your heart that’s screaming louder than the rest. it’s the attention-craving kind; the type that won’t let the world overlook.

but there lies a corner in your spirit that won’t compromise.

so you tiptoe away and hide in a hollow moment by yourself. screams lost in shadows. sounds cancel each other out.

frozen crystals tumbling down your naked spine.

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TOP by Unif

Photos by Rachel Lynch

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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.

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TANK BY Sweet Claire Clothing

photos by Calvin Bellas

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