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to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again. by Ellen Bass (via observando)
Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted. by Sylvia Plath (via observando)
I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you. by C. JoyBell C. (via observando)
Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like. by Lao Tzu (via observando)
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hqlines:

~ Donte Collins
eleven-three:

frejabehalove:

Russh Magazine June/July 2014 Issue Stars Freja Beha Erichsen

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I’ve spent so long trying to be the girl you’ll miss. I dress nice, put on my red lipstick and uncomfortable heels and walk out into what I called your world to see if I could make you feel remorse. I wanted you to hurt. I became so self-aware that I got smaller and smaller both mentally and physically and that alone was my first mistake. I am not some sappy love poem written on a napkin you can fold up and put in your pocket until you find yourself lonely on a rainy day. I am the sun. The moon. And all the stars and you cannot have me. And I don’t need you. When you first told me I never mattered to you, I took it hard. But now I realize how wrong you are to think I don’t matter. I provide life. I provide hope. I even provided for you and the only thing you’ve shown is that all you are is ungrateful. You can’t lasso the stars and bring them back to you. My lips are the galaxies edge and you turned away from the Milky Way. I am a universe all on my own and you’ll never get me back. by I Don’t Want You Back - Ellie Muetzel (via elliebelliesblog)
9 to 5 blues

brightlightsloudnoises:

I think of the freedom
I once felt
securely in
thought
and
action
and
I think of how if
my soles 
were now coated with 
ink
that there would be 
a thick trail
leading to 
and from the
same handful of
places
the past handful
of years

maybe now my
mind is plastic
and
it cannot
use soil or
steel

maybe I have traded in
and traded in
and traded in
and bargained
and
replaced
and I am now prosthetic

artificial 

caught
under the
sun

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