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I am in love with a monster. A thing so hated to the bone simply for its mystery. Monsters are beings one fears for its own ugliness, yet I love a thing so beautiful and rare it must be hideous to anyone else but me. It wages wars and beats its chest and mutters just to hear its echo, and I can feel an anger deep within him that sends shudders down my spine, as if my brain and my heart were two disconnected entities. The tremor of fear and the tremor of love are not so different, it seems.

Quotes from the book you didn’t know was about you  (via wnq-writers)

frogmanslightschool:

Stephanskirche

Stephanskirche in Vienna is beautiful, and (somehow) much darker than the Gothic cathedrals of France and England. This made photographing it a challenge; tripods weren’t allowed so I couldn’t do a longer exposure. I settled for a underexposure.

Here’s where editing can really make a photo. I decided that I’d push the moodiness really far, and really replicate the feeling I felt when standing here, which was this beautiful dark texture. It’s also really haunting (beneath the floors of the church are the catacombs where they put plague victims, who are still there), and I wanted to keep that darkness.

Photo by Kaitlin

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fromanotherroom:

La Vie En Rose playing from another room
Edith Piaf

Me standing on a gorgeous stone balcony outside of a grand ballroom, breathing in some fresh air because the fumes of the champagne and the loud joyous noise gave me slight sensory overload. The wind beautifully moves my gown.

me dissociating in the waffle house off some highway at 1 AM after poppin a dime in the record machine in 2017

me hanging out in the hallway of a 1940′s french apartment complex, smoking a cigarette alone while my neighbors have a small party. 

jonrkennex:

merry christmas to everyone who didn’t get presents today because their family couldn’t afford it and merry christmas to everyone who couldn’t make it home for the holidays and merry christmas to everyone spending it alone i want you all to know that i hope you all have a great great end of the year and i love you all and even if your holidays weren’t how you pictured them i hope you still have a good rest of the holidays and year