Desire, adoration, safety, identity, and escape are all there on a teenager’s bedroom walls. In the 1980s, these teenagers were photographed in their bedrooms – the place where they go to dream… This feature via via Flashbak
Every morning, even before I open my eyes, I know I am in my bedroom and my bed. But if I go to sleep after lunch in the room where I work, sometimes I wake up with a feeling of childish amazement — why am I myself? What astonishes me, just as it astonishes a child when he becomes aware of his own identity, is the fact of finding myself here, and at this moment, deep in this life and not in any other. What stroke of chance has brought this about?
– Simone de Beauvoir (January 9, 1908–April 14, 1986), All Said and Done
