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Turn Away - Beck

I’m getting on a plane and flying away to far-off lands.

Bye for a little while.

It’s wrong how much this turns me on.
Like, I wanna get fucked from behind against one of these machines in the back hallway of some shitty dive bar, and then right afterwards, yank one of those levers, tear open the pack with my teeth, and let him light my cigarette as I pull my underwear back on.
Hot damn, I gotta get back to New Orleans.
(Photo by the brilliant Clayton Cubbitt)

It’s wrong how much this turns me on.

Like, I wanna get fucked from behind against one of these machines in the back hallway of some shitty dive bar, and then right afterwards, yank one of those levers, tear open the pack with my teeth, and let him light my cigarette as I pull my underwear back on.

Hot damn, I gotta get back to New Orleans.


(Photo by the brilliant Clayton Cubbitt)

Bound (Kanye West Cover) - Laura Welsh

Today’s theme is saudade, a concept with no direct translation into English, one that describes a vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist, for something other than the present, a turning towards the past or towards the future; not an active discontent or poignant sadness but an indolent dreaming wistfulness.

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tesslacoil:

Quelques choses qui me font penser à le rénard.

Perfect.

tesslacoil:

Quelques choses qui me font penser à le rénard.

Perfect.

In honor of Hatefuck Tuesday, and by special request of several of you twisted bitches, I’ve put together The Ultimate Hate Fuck Mix, a fresh playlist of my favorite dark and angry fuck tunes. Try not to leave too many marks.

In honor of Hatefuck Tuesday, and by special request of several of you twisted bitches, I’ve put together The Ultimate Hate Fuck Mix, a fresh playlist of my favorite dark and angry fuck tunes. Try not to leave too many marks.

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"The person who would proofread Hitler’s speeches was a grammar nazi."

One of the ugliest summers on record is finally over, and not a moment too soon. In honor of the fall, both seasonally and spiritually, here’s my September Playlist.

One of the ugliest summers on record is finally over, and not a moment too soon. In honor of the fall, both seasonally and spiritually, here’s my September Playlist.

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Stefon Nesting Dolls. For real, though. I want these.

Stefon Nesting Dolls. For real, though. I want these.

Can’t Do Without You (Tale of Us & Mano Le Tough Remix) - Caribou

This is such a beautiful remix. It can fill you with euphoria just as easily as it can fill you with grief. You can dance to it. You can fuck to it. You can drive to it. You can write to it. It’s good for almost any occasion.

I am deeply angered by the fact that Emma Sulkowicz (who no longer has the privilege of anonymity) would be punished by Columbia University for publicly disclosing her rapist’s name more severely than her rapist was punished for actually raping her.

We should all know his name. Not hers. Still, I am genuinely impressed with her performance piece, and I sincerely hope it proves effective.

Houdini (RAC Remix) - Foster The People

I love a remix that’s better than the original.

Wow. This documentary looks compelling as fuck. I can’t wait to seeing the final product, and in the meantime I’ll be following their Kickstarter.

(And to the Princeton girl who quotes Confucius while wearing one of my Stay Wild necklaces, if you’re out there, feel free to drop me a line and say hello. I sincerely hope you’re well.)