there’s something compelling to me about the fact that sometimes leaving a blade or bullet inside the wound it made is the only way to prevent you from bleeding to death. something about the symbolism of it. when the thing designed and intended to kill you is the only thing keeping you alive.
also yes i do enjoy a bit of penetration imagery and the perverse intimacy of violence. if you must know.
My dad gave me a USB drive with hundreds of pictures he has taken since the 70′s. This picture of the Snuggle bear playing UNO is undoubtedly the best picture he has ever taken.
