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Pocket Venus
“He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone”
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Portraits of Anne Boleyn and Katherine Of Aragon
by Anna and Elena Balbusso (2017)
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I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn’t, I would die.
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Courtney Love - 1995
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It’s a fucking rolling pin. What are you, Fanny Craddock? What are you doing with that? Gonna bake me a cake? Sing me a song whilst I blow out my fucking candles?
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and i would have done it too, if it werent for this meddling mental illness!
William-Adolphe Bouguereau, Gabrielle Cot (detail), 1889
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