hej, my head is about to explode in any minute, so i guess there is really nothing left to lose!
aesthetics of the month: cold, grey, concrete interiors, filtered lights: the aesthetics of censorhip (how fascinating is that!) there is some kind of beautiful brutality in deleting or hiding certain parts of certain objects, ideas, people; a really absolutistic act, absolute power over something. no protection. blur my limbs or mute my mouth and i will be an additional item, a fragment, my wholeness escapes for a minute.