blastedheath:

Reidar Särestöniemi (Finnish, 1925-1981), Sudet laulavat viimeisen laulunsa [The wolves sing the last song], 1974. Oil.
My jumper is cooler than yours!
Perhaps, some day, humanity can start afresh, a new world, a tabula rasa, a world with a mind without prior experiences. No memories and no pain. A day when the ones with abundance do not look down at the poor and the needy, a day when we learn to care for the victims, the fallen souls of civilization and advancement, a day when the world will be pure. When all of humanity becomes a clean sheet of parchment, without knowledge and prejudice, simple, hungry for knowing, tasting, and feeling; hungry for life and ready to absorb the ink of experience.
- Henry Martin
autoimmune:

Beatriz Milhazes (Brazilian, b. 1960), Rosa branca no centro [White rose in center], 1997. Screenprint in colors, 30 x 30 in. Edition of 24.
Anonymous: Do you have kik or whatsapp beautiful? You're gorgeous, are you under 55kg? I'd throw you about and make you my little slut. you'd have the time of your life. Send me a message, trickytiger003. thats an order. In london so you've got no excuse. x

I appreciate your generous offer, but I am afraid I must decline, sir, due to you being a deluded and vainglorious, not to mention probably innately superficial man for posting on my blog in the hopes of bedding me. Try your luck in real life, not the virtual world, as it may serve you better. However, don’t expect much from people like me.

On a side note, I have gotten various messages from others of the sort. I urge you unfollow me, or accept that I won’t add you on any form of social media. I do just fine without that bollocks, thank you. God, men. I thought I’d had enough of your bullshit from tinder and every time I’m out trying having a good night.

Why is it so hard to find a friend, but so easy to have so many arseholes licking your arse only in the conceited hope of fucking you and adding to their list of conquests?