Auroras and stars and art and feminism and rainbows and skulls and drunk liveblogging life and stuff and things. I follow back and then unfollow you because you reblog too much.
I haven’t been this ill in years. Massive fever, every sort of humour pouring out of me. Deliriums. I’ve been so achy and out of it this is the first time I’ve been able to open tumblr in 24 hours.
Tracey Emin My Bed 1998 Mattress, linens, pillows, objects 79 x 211 x 234 cm