Dívčí akt se stromy , 1910
I poop in your mouth.
i like that this post was after being on my bdsm page :D
Haha, caught me! ;)
Held a cup to catch the venomous drops.
Arthur Rackham, from The land of enchantment, by A. E. Bonser, T. S. Woolf, and E. S. Buchheim, London, 1907.
John Buckland Wright, Triton and Bather
I have a lot of respect for those who can maintain a conversation or correspondence. It is a real skill, and I feel I have often let people down due to my lack of proficiency at it.
Good, Thank you for your reply. I just feel you are strong in your posts and beautiful in your pictures. A true representation of Goddess. Haters are always going to hate ones with true vision. Always has been, always shall be.
I cannot blame those who feel enmity or distaste toward me, as my nature and my life are by design antithetical or perplexing to a number of different perceptions of how a life ought to be led or what a person ought to be. I provide a charitable reminder to those who may have forgotten that there are odd ducks still floating around, and they will quack as freely as any other bird. Contrast and conflict in humanity are part of what make us such a curious species, so I take a little hatred as par for the course. Bless them, those who hate are beautiful and pure in the difference they wish find to distinguish themselves from me. Such variety, such beauty.
You are so kind! Thank you, I appreciate it very much. I don’t mind it when I am unfollowed. To be honest, it amuses me to a degree when I offend with my face, words, or presence, and I take it as a sort of negative compliment that I can make a strong enough impression, even a bad one, from something as small as a photograph or short text post online or a passing glance or brief introduction in person that someone is driven to choose to have nothing to do with me. I am shamelessly, terribly myself, even when it makes me difficult to like, though I don’t go out of my way to be harmful or nasty — just naturally off-putting to some. I have no fear to be my own very best friend. ;)
I always lose a few followers when I post photos of myself. This feels like some sort of accomplishment.
A Reclining Female Figure - Edward Burne-Jones
Elliott Daingerfield | Slumbering Fog | c.1900-1905