Where the Hell

dearoldlove:

When I get scared, I run. You knew that. And you said you would always chase after me. So where the hell are you?

As retrai luna Noiembrie de acum 5 ani, pentru toata viata.

Yep! I think that’s me! 

Yep! I think that’s me! 

“Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in”
Leonhard Cohen, “Anthem” (via coffee-tea-and-sympathy)

(Source: soulhappyhour)

Probably one of my favourite sports ever  8->

Si port cu mandrie cicatricea de pe piciorul drept, de cand aveam 11 ani si imi doream sa seman cu Andreea Raducan :D 

(Source: sweepmeup)

“Sunt ireal, imaterial, eteric,

Minuscula scanteie-n intuneric

Atat de clar in propriul echivoc

De ce exist, cand nu exist deloc?”

No Fighting It

dearoldlove:

It was so easy to fall in love with you, and while I tried to fight it at first, I’m so glad I didn’t. 

bohemea:

Anna Pavlova dances The Dying Swan

I made 25 animations tonight from this performance. I’m going to share them in sets over the next couple of days. The Dying Swan is a piece of art that moves me every time I watch it & Anna’s original interpretation is the most wrenching. Her movements are fluttering & brave, she’s simultaneously graceful & broken - a gossamer ghost. We just discovered yesterday that our cat enjoys laying with his head near a speaker while this song plays. He closes his eyes, purrs, kneads the air contentedly & his ears twitch when the music swells. It fills my heart.

” I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.”

this year has left me out.