|Artist: Childish Gambino ft Azealia Banks|
|Song: The Oldest Computer (The Last Night)|
DALE EARNHARDT JR. JR. - VOCAL CHORDS
|Song: To Binge ft. Little Dragon|
|Album: Plastic Beach|
|Artist: Fleetwood Mac|
|Song: Gold Dust Woman|
Interview Germany, December 2013/January 2014
Elizabeth Olsen by Cass Bird
styled by Julia bon Boehm
This is shaping up to be a better Thanksgiving than most.
I used to do this thing when it got dark and after midnight on the long nights in winter when I was in college. I would pull on my sneakers, slip into sweatpants and a sweatshirt, put my headphones in and run. I would run all over campus. Up the hills and around the dorms full of happy and sad and sleeping and fucking and wide awake students. I would run through the dining hall with its emergency lights still on, blaring red and bright through the darkness. I would stop briefly at the soccer field and throw my arms up into the cold air. I would dance hard to whatever song was playing on my iPod, I would skip and kick around. It was late April when I took my last run through campus. The air was thick with fear and joy and I felt my heart grow larger inside of me. I ran harder then I have ever run that last night. And when I got to the soccer field I didn’t even think twice I shook my shoes off. Next my shirt, my bra my shorts and my underwear. I stepped out naked onto the field and I ran laps around the perimeter. The air was cold and my body soon started to feel like brail, goosebumps scattered from my neck down my breasts to my legs and feet. I felt shivers ripple through me but I kept going. i ran until my legs felt like jelly. And then I put my clothes back on and walked back to my dorm.
Its been months since I have run like that. And I didn’t know it at the time, but those late night marathons saved me. They saved me and now that I don’t have them anymore I feel like I drowning."excerpt from “Run” a series of short collected memoir pieces by Esperanza Friel (via speioritur)