'EP' (aka Elvis Presley), Hedi Slimane source it’s nice that
Whisky and cigarettes are the only things that are trying to save me, so don’t stop them from doing their job.Love and Unlove
It was a stormy night, a tempest never seen before. As each drop dashed on the glass panels of the sheltered skyscraper, her mind was in the same turbulent wave, yet not from the storm itself, rather from a storm within, only so coincidentally the hail echoed in perfect timing.
Floor to floor, room to room, corner to corner, she started racing frantically in search of a momentous matter, tormented by the idea that it was left out in the opening, perturbed by the thought that it would be lost once and for all. What was more saddening is reality over a mere concept, that in fact, it had already adrift, never to return, yet the object sits deceptively still on a floating chair.
It was a draining night, the most wearying darkness among many.
The Sunset We Never Saw
July ‘14, Hong Kong
Kelly Creagh, Nevermore (via quotes-shape-us)
“I’ll come back to get you, too, okay?”
"Why?" he snapped.
"Because," she said with a gasp, unable to fathom the source of his question, or his tone. "Because I love you, that’s why.”
Three months ago, I acknowledged fear for the first time.
Three months later, it is still a constant.
It is adding up, too. Things, not for the better.
I had not known weakness, until now.
Never was I in control, but in the past, they were from external forces, by circumstances. Presently though, I am sitting on a ledge, losing it for myself.
Giving in, giving up, keep going, nothing; they lead to the same road.
On the brink of it, on the brink of it, on the brink of it.
A last word of awareness.
I choose to hold you in my dreams…
For in my dreams, you have no end.
Rumi (via whyallcaps)Just that it wasn’t by choice.
It’s been affecting my well-being, mind and body. The saddest part is not succumbing to insanity; the saddest is when you’re on the brink of giving in to madness but never will, because your awareness as a human being will forever exist.
The feathers are here,
but never a landing.
still here you see,
but never found again.