"Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of the water, scanning the horizon for the tiny ship. Now I wait for Henry. He vanishes unwillingly, without warning. I wait for him. Each moment that I wait feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is as slow and transparent as glass. Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he gone where I cannot follow?"
Audrey Niffenegger - The Time Traveler’s Wife. (via thecelestialplains)
(Source: , via danseurs)
Couture at the Door
Vogue Nippon, May 2007
Photographer: Horst Diekgerdes
Model: Natasha Poly
(via letsbehappy)
"Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of the water, scanning the horizon for the tiny ship. Now I wait for Henry. He vanishes unwillingly, without warning. I wait for him. Each moment that I wait feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is as slow and transparent as glass. Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he gone where I cannot follow?"
Audrey Niffenegger - The Time Traveler’s Wife. (via thecelestialplains)
(Source: , via danseurs)
not everyone
Not everyone is built for guilt. Young or old, man or woman, every of us has secrets. Secrets, you can even keep them from yourself. Just not forever. It’s not about me anymore. It’s about getting away. Far away from here.
I don’t want to believe anymore, because it’s all just one huge wasted effort.
finding searching falling
We all want something real . Too much realism is fake , so what’s real? No matter how much we share with those we love, we always hold something back. There is always something.
I wished things were easier and not that hard to keep. Keeping things hurt. Sometimes suddenly, those secrets come knocking. Some knock hard, and some just knock softly to remind us that they are still there. Still, whispering or screeching, they come. We always try to speak to them or even plead with them or scream at them and we wish we could tell them to someone, but we all know that never happens. Because we will either ignore it or let the pain numb us back to where we were before.
And the cycle starts again and again. All these walls they stand strong and defensive. No one can see them or even feel them. They don’t even notice anything. I find myself searching so hard and all I do is fail and fall. Hard falls can really wake you up sometimes. I always kneel in disgust all the time .
What would you say if you knew?
6218) There is a voice in my head saying “Don’t eat”
(Source: confessionsabouteatingdisorders)
Twilight at carbon lake
Twilight at carbon lake-Deerhunter
Go to the shore and, pray for the sea.
Go towards the mirror and, pray that you’ll see,
Someone else.
Downtown, go downtown.
Go to the waves of grain in the center of the state.
Go away.
Go to a parking lot, sit on the ground, and cry.
You’ll never know why.
Start over.
Go to the ocean on a ship.
Wave goodbye to the waves and the frozen shit
that was in your heart.
So long.
Time slows when it goes away.
Go away.
Time Slows.
So long.
