Name of shot: Black Blue World
Bruises are like memories, Hurt then fade away.
love this post
all about bruises
Like a hand galaxy
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ive had those same bed sheets since i was a baby
and my mother gave birth to me in that night gown
i am eternal
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beauty details backstage at gareth pugh fw14
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I. I was the first person to teach you that love was not always a white light to a ship lost at sea.
II. On my worst days, the sky was a festering wound that wouldn’t heal. I didn’t want to be that to you.
III. On my worst days, you were the only word I could say without clenching my fists.
IV. I really did love you, I just couldn’t claw my way out of the ground to do it properly.
V. None of this was your fault.
VI. I’m sorry I was your lighthouse. I’m sorry you couldn’t see the wall of rocks on my shore. — I wrote out six messages, then erased them all (via chel0cean)
A Bangladeshi girl hangs on to the side of a train, taken by Tab Tuhin in 2008
And you tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more. Tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake… You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that. And if he wants to leave, then let him leave. You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love. — Warsan Shire, For Women Who Are Difficult To Love (via tangeble)
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"Why should I even make the bed, or wash the dishes? I do them, but why should I? I’m alone."
Requiem for a Dream (2000) dir. Darren Aronofsky
note to the haters