the true definition of love
eyre:
Never let me go
Never let me go
#i can’t deal with you assholes #look at his stupid face when she hugs him #allowing themselves the space to need things #allowing themselves the space to feel things #allowing themselves space #and carving it out in places that do not allow them to have that space #and reshaping their own narrative as they go along #without knowing any of the rules #and messing it up and smudging the ink #and staining it on their hands (the guilt and blood and shame and apathy) #only to find that they are both as damaged #they are matching scars #we are fire mutts. both of us. #shut up #i can’t deal with you #shut up #physically shoving weapons into each other’s hands at the same time they’re trying to save each other #blood and dirt and gristle #like angels in the mud or something jesus christ #bodies as anchors for selves #this is how you know who you are #this is how you mark who you are #hands and bodies #salvation through reconstruction of self #forging their own redemptions through each other #beautiful mirrors
“I’m comfortable with my body. It’s funny, actually, I’ve just been having a discussion with the guy who’s directing my new project It might have a bit of nudity and he said: ‘Just to let you know, if you’re getting naked, no landscaping of any kind. This is the 1940s and you’re playing a Jew.’ I was like, ‘Pretty much there anyway, mate! Not a huge amount of maintenance going on.’ I mean, there’s a little bit, obviously, for courtesy. This is way too much information, but I don’t like girls with nothing down there either. It freaks me out. You have to have something, otherwise it’s fucking creepy.”
This is officially the greatest post that I have ever seen.
THEPOCAHONTASONETHO
FUCKMANI’MDONE
shattered by trading yesterday.
and ive lost who i am and i can’t understand, why my heart is so broken rejecting your love. without love gone wrong lifeless words carry on, but i know all i know, is that the ends beginning. who i am from the start, take me home to my heart. let me go and i will run, i will not be silenced. all this time spent in vain, wasted years, wasted gain. all is lost hope remains and this war’s not over. theres a light, theres the sun, taking all the shattered ones, to the place we belong, and his love will conquer
Michaela looking absolutely flawless in the ‘Faces of FOX’ Fall 2011 photoshoot!(The photo’s super HQ so click high-res!)
