Yonce with no hands
i want this video to play in a loop on my headstone
Dan Flavin is my boyfriend.
i make love to light - as in brilliance - like nez said once to me “brilliant, as in, brighten up the things around yourself and from and in yourself” but in this case bring light to, brighten my pinkest parts my most tender orifices are almost blindingly abrasive like the Angel Gabriel descending onto earth i am made
brilliant by the fucking —
the fucking fluorescent tubes in early march because this is a young spring relationship we are just softer than we were before you know (?) something is different now i know it is different it is gentler if you touch it with the soft pad of your pointer finger it will retract spongy beneath the pressure it is milky this love milky and velvet and though the hudson is still partially frozen over i can feel the pulse beneath the sheets of ice there the glow of blue and red that good pornographic light against hard wood, d’angelo plays don’t take your eyes off it—
do you - do you want to touch it?
NYC. Staten Island. Method Man with his girlfriend and muse Shortie, at home. 1995.
Anonymous asked: do you suffer from any psychiatric problems? real question from a girl in need
short answer: yes. message me off anon and i’d be more than happy to talk
concentration *clap* *clap* *clap* sixty four *clap* *clap* *clap* no repeats *clap* *clap* *clap* or hesitation *clap* *clap* *clap*
a really beautiful piece of ham