Stripped to the Bone

Skelleton, or in some cases Skellevision, a starving artist: Photography, sculpture, poetry.

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This is an art blog, solely run by me, with the intention of inspiring, motivating, and promoting, artists, and art enthusiasts. I give credit where it is due, and I like to link portfolios to my posts whenever possible. If you stumble upon a post without a name and/or portfolio attached it is because I did not know the information at the time. If you can help fix this issue, by all means message me the post link and the artist's name (and portfolio link if obtainable).

Keep touching lives and raping eyes, my little bone bags. ~Skelleton

Stripped to the Bone

You call it a mirror, I call it porn.

Cinderella wasn’t waiting for a prince, she was waiting for her step mother to love her. The prince didn’t save her, it was her will to love herself, when her family wouldn’t. It was her strength, not his horses, not the shoe.

You must lose yourself to find yourself.

Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.

They love you until they know you, then they want you to be what they love.

No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.