To say what you mean was harder than meaning what you say.
[ work: Gerhand Richter]
In my fantasy, we make longings and affections a singular affair that lasts.
[ image: Katie Vida]
Human (harsh but) trash filter.
He loves my thighs, I think.
[ work: tarna ]
When I grow up, I want to become someone whose romantic attempts never end awkwardly,
[ work: Claire Watson ]
The mind needs enormous stimulation without which the enjoyment of the simple and mundane chunks of life is impossible.
[ Design: Femke Agema ]
In the morning, my lover tells me soft stories about his nightmares.
[ painting: Eric Fischl ]
He wants to masturbate.
[ photograph: Hans Gissinger]
No matter how much you try, you can’t escape the elements.
[ illustration: Lauren May Humphrey]
Love isn’t the most nurturing alien entity, fear is.
[ illustration: Ellie Curtis]
I come here to articulate slumber, glorify emptiness and display tangible human qualities in small doses. My name is Shradha.
a photo corner
indolence looks good
write a letter everyday
never waste words
how to be nice to people