Via p1ss

Suttit på Facebookchatten hela dagen. Väntat på att ett ragg ska gå online. Som nån jävla osäker ICQfjårtiz nittioåtta. Men på den tiden existerade den där personen. Det gör den inte nu.   

Via Theclassypolaroid

People like you are never afraid of feelings.

You're just scared of being revealed as nothing at all.

So I say that I like you.

The lie your personality is created by.

Then we fuck each other's brains out.

And I'll let you give the speech.

The one you stole from a book by Bret Easton Ellis.

Of some apathetic character I know you wish you were.

And while you'll be addicted to fictional satisfaction forever.

I'm just addicted to watch you die inside 

2Pac by David LaChapelle -96

Summer, sun and sweaty asses. I’ve said it before but nothing's really changed. The beaches still look like they’re filled with giant pieces of mozarella and as usual, it’s just the white middle class flashing their bodies. Everyone run around more or less naked and entire Stockholm feels like a commercial for hippies, sponsered by VICE magazine.

 As the former boob flasher I actually am, you might think I would go with the flow and strip my clothes off like another tumblr-damaged exhibitionistic hipster. But the fact is, next time I hear someone propagating for how OK and natural it is to be nude, I’m gonna go and buy a fucking full covered bear costume to wear the rest of the year. Cause I really don’t understand what’s natural about bodies at all. And what’s natural anyway? When I was seventeen a natural body was a body with no body hair removed. With or without hair, I was still stuck in a body that all the time embodied pretty much every power structure in the world, whether I wanted to or not. My hairy legs perhaps made me feel a bit more ”natural”, but with a body that only by existing became gender, class, ethnicity, sexuality and etcetera, nothing really felt natural at all.

And unfortenately, it doesn’t really matter if I wear a burka or if I’m totally nude. The naked body is as culturally rooted as the dressed one. And when you finally get dem titz n azz it’s not that exciting anymore. Cuz you’ve no idea how to handle it since no one in the rest of the world can. So please don’t tell me ”it’s just body parts” next time I rather die than lying on a beach in a bikini. Our bodies were sold to capitalism long before they even existed and just because we decide to not "follow" society’s implicit body norms, doesn’t mean we’re not fucked up by them. I say as I said it 2009: “It’s been ten month of darkness. The only undressed bodies I’ve seen have been edited hawties in commercials, skinny fashion models or boob job porn stars. And now; Sweet “Reality” n I can’t stop staring. There’re beer kegs, ass grass and saggy (read: “unfixed”) tits. And the only thing my fucked up, indoctrinated, fascist product of society brain thinks is that I need my Nip/Tuck surgeons to restore my MTV world.

Bodies will never just be bodies and naturalness is just as constructed as everything else.  

Gnucci - 360 Donna, photo: Christian Dinamarca

Mastermind GNUCCI aka my Superhero Lover has done it again! New video for 360 Donna from forthcoming EP "Oh My Goodness" produced by amazing Christian Dinamarca! The outfit is the Superhero Suit I made for Gnucci's performance with Tove Styrke at The Swedish Grammy Awards and the faaaaab hairstyle idea couldn't come from anyone else than Decida, of course. Video by Simeon Frohm.