My name is Elaine. I’m not going to pretend to be the first one to do anything- because I’m not that good of a liar. The most important thing one can ever know about me, is that I have nothing that important. I have an affinity for international films, glass galleries, and closing doors. I also have an ongoing co-dependency issue with tall, lanky, emotionally unavailable fictional characters. My best jokes come from early Sunday mornings, late Saturday nights, and unintentional double entendres. I don’t make it that way, I certainly can’t change it, however- the question is, are you reading enough comics? I have the occasional good day, though most of my days are littered with bitter remarks, cynical thoughts and of course in respect to the other two, beautiful strangers. I am in between being a writer, psychologist, criminologist, and perpetually failed anthropologist.
And eventually, I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down.
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Sometimes I think I have a psychological problem with how I react to people/relationships.
I don’t know that it’s healthy, normal, or common to become obsessively, deeply invested and attracted to someone so quickly, and then for really long stretches at a time. It’s a knee jerk reaction that occurs once every few years but then lasts for several more.
I either like people in a self destructive embarrassingly all consuming way, or else not really at all (if my emotions were colours, this would be deep crimson, other ones would be flat taupe).
I drop all my interests, and start idealising things like jumping on a plane and going to another country to meet someone (you) and just spending the weekend lounging around. Everything is so extreme, there is no midpoint here, I just get irrational, impractical, highly dangerous impulses. The only thing stopping me is money, and the fact that I am under-age (soon not to be though).
It is really really maybe definitely the most unattractive thing about myself I think (which is not a statement to be taken lightly)
“Organized Robots” featuring Gemma Ward and Sasha Pivovarova by Steven Meisel for Vogue Italia March 2006.
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#these 2 queens
hello you, ugh oh man this is a loaded gun of a question.
I believe there are connections between people which surpass physical attraction, but I think it is down to psychological, emotional, and intellectual similarities (or complimentary features). I sound really clinical, but I suppose those are the parts people believe to comprise a ‘soul’ no?
However, I don’t believe that people only have one ‘true’ soul mate. I think the world is too infinite, and there are an endless series of events, possibilities, interactions to encounter in this lifetime to rule out billions of others from the equation.
Also it is a healthier way of thinking (though I really can’t speak because the last boy I liked, I obsessed over for 5 years)
Thank you for the question by the way.
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i think you’d be like this really precious porcelain doll with little flowers painted all up her arms and you’d sit in the window of an antique shop for decades and be this perfect little specimen who saw everything as was full of wonder and sparkle *~*~*~
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Omg Bella firstly thank YOU that is really lovely and I am melting but I think YOU would be that!!!
Um sometimes I joke that I am potato but it makes sense because I like the dark, and also relate to the various connotations (i.e: couch potato, lazy, rotund and starchy and sort of just there haha egh I am struggling here)
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Other People | Beach House
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Photographed by Willy Vanderperre for A Magazine curated by Haider Ackermann
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A breast breaks the still of the water, the moan ripples. I taste you on the soles of my feet and press deeper; I want to leave my fingerprints on the bows of your pleasure.
Plunge the anchor deep within and reel my desire to shore. Gasps bubble to the surface. Swallow salt water, they say it makes you mad it makes you mad it makes you mad
“Asymmetric” featuring Eva Hageraats (and unknown) by Sophie van der Perre for I Love FakeSpring/Summer 2013
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My life in a series of Closer (2004) quotes
On people:
“I love you. Why won’t you let me love you?”
“I love you. I love everything about you that hurts.”
“You’ve ruined my life.”
On people taking pictures of me:
“No, don’t. I look like a criminal in photos.”
On strip clubs:
“Get a lot of grown men crying their guts out in here?”
“Occupational hazard.”
On bathrooms:
“Everytime I wash in it I feel dirty. It’s cleaner than I am. It’s got attitude. The mirror says ‘who the fuck are you?’”
