I am the star that mirrors itself in you.
Your soul is my home. I have no other."
— Pär Lagerkvist, Aftonland (via under-the-volcano)
Uptown, 1974, Chicago. Bob Rehak
"Yes, it could be that no new form of social organization will solve the problem of desire, the gap between desire and its object, the irreducible constitutive gap—but we can make some observations about how desire is put to work right now, about the surplus suffering, the surplus enjoyment presently extracted from desire. In personifying desire without assimilating it (“My boyfriends tell me I’m sexy but not sexual”—Paris Hilton), the Hot Babe heroically attempts to reconcile the imageless and unimaginable future with the desire for futurity.”
a 5’8 gentleman wearing an off the rack suit and tie awkwardly bows to seat me and greet me. “hello, i am kevin, and i will be your man servant this...
I can’t wait until you’re eighteen, girl. Then I will tell the police about all of the terrible things you’ve done and you’ll be tired as an adult....
*rubs self in truffle oil*
"It’s going to be $10 more now."