soul food

...A mulher tem uma coisa dentro de si, algo grosseiro, primário, estupidamente natural. Algo que é como uma voz. Algo que fica entre o hipotálamo e o cu. Uma voz que diz: esse sim, minha filha. Pode abrir as pernas. Esse não. Por mais pirotecnias financeiras ou existencialistas que um homem faça, quem decide a umidade de uma fêmea é essa voz. E o cacete da voz, dizia, apesar das súplicas da periquita depilada de Sabrina: esse, minha filha, não. Esse nem fodendo.

"Alguma coisa", da Tati Bernardi. [link]

linen + encyclopedia-ish

I've always loved mood boards. They're such a fantastic way to translate visually a combination of aesthetic ideas that you would never be able to explain through words. I just put this one together and like how it turned out. The lovely pencil drawing is by Alicia Lynn.

I was reading old posts from this blog, as I sometimes do, just to remind myself how life changes fast. Then I found this post I wrote about 3 years ago, which also reminded me of how I've become such a professional at forcing myself to get over people and things:

...It's about people who come to your life for a certain period of time but they don't come to stay. And that doesn't mean you shouldn't give them your best, that you shouldn't jump in head first, that you shouldn't hold on to those memories as much as you can. You love them, you build stories together, things go wrong and you see your castles fall. Then you learn to love better, and build stronger castles that will more than likely fall again, and you keep moving on until you have a long list of places that are hard to revisit because all you can think of was how happy you once were there. How much you wish you could put that feeling in a bottle and take it with you wherever you go.

Then one day you bump into that person that at one point meant the world to you, and now he's almost a stranger, and it just so happens that the person you were back then is also long gone.

It might sound sad, but seriously, isn't that a nicer perspective?

It's easier to deal with things that way.

You love, you live it as hard as you can, and you move on.

And it's not the end.