between being loved and being fucked
is I can’t remember how the first feels.
I come to bed quiet, kiss with my eyes closed,
hate how easily I touch you.
Find me the sweetest boy, with a heart
more hopeful than spun sugar on a hot day,
I will teach him the meaning of meaningless
nights. The whole time, every moment, wishing
he’d crack me open, rib by rib, to see
how I work. How I bleed.
Clementine von Radics (via asimetricna-vagina)
Christopher Pugliese - Waking Consciousness - oil on linen - 42 X 48 in.
V Magazine Nº53, “Power House”, IMG Models
Liya Kebede, Du Juan, Emma Pei & Kinga Rajzak photographed by Mario Sorrenti