Tumblr is full of boring clichés. Why are we so addicted to clichés? I'm so tired of nude pics of skinny girls, pictures of people having sex, pictures of nature with quotes on. The boring stuff that claims challenging some current taboo or being provoking, but actually is just a reproduction of thousands of years of art motifs and social positioning. It really doesn't challenge anything. Give me something else.
I am a psycology student with a passion for art and design, and an interest for philosophy. I'm inspired by Chuck Palahniuk, Jean Baudrillard, Foucault, nihilism, sarcasm, melancholy, fuckup cinderella clichés, hyper reality, street art, hip hop, illusions of meaningfulness and pseudo awareness.
such a bad but beautiful film
The reason you haven’t felt it is because it doesn’t exist. What you call love was invented by guys like me to sell nylons. -Don Draper
Because what is real love?Thinking you are experiencing it is naive. We can never know what the other person is thinking. We can never know the strength of their subjective feelings. The only thing you know is your own feelings. Projecting them onto another person does not make them authentic. Imbalance in relationships is natural and common. Balance or equality is rare, and if you have it, you will have no proof. In the end, you can actually never know.So the question remains:Are you the lover or are you the one being loved?Are you the one who is sacrificing or are you being sacrificed for?
Wise men say, wise man saywise man sayYou’ll never figure out real loveYou’ll never figure out real loveYou’ll never figure out real love
all dressed up in red and yellow
I am waiting for you
"I have been looking for you" you whisper mellow.
You are the wind, so full of life
And once again I fall for that trick
You take of my clothes and leave me
Naked while the snow falls thick
Losing the grip when meeting nature. Looking into the never ending, never beginning universe, and the the yellow yellow leaves.
And realising that
the mess in the apartment, the homework, making dinner
Are all routines making life comprehensible
Repeat after me: I am free