YOU KILLED ME FIRST

ELEANOR/21/ADELAIDE

Run away/run towards/watch yourself/ separate your bones/reunite/be whole.

likeafieldmouse:

Tracey Emin - My Bed (1998)

The artist’s bed, presented in the state she claimed it had been while in the midst of a suicidial depression brought on by relationship difficulties. Empty booze bottles, cigarette butts, stained sheets, worn panties, “the bloody aftermath of a nervous breakdown”, My Bed was a scandalous installation in its day and though it wasn’t the winner of the Turner Prize, its notoriety has persisted. 

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