i am extremely
Helmut NEWTON :: Self Portrait with June, Hotel Volnay, NYC, 1982
Simonetta’s Eye by Helmut Newton
how seeing the shape of your mouth
that first time, I kept staring
until my blood turned to rain.
Some things take root
in the brain and just don’t
T.S Elliot, Slow Dance (via silentnostalgia)
Jacques Henri Lartigue: Bibi in London, Octobre, 1926
every cell in my body pulls me to him. when i see him, with labor, i work to control my breath. i want the push of his skin on mine.
i feel tragically forgotten. like a princess in a tower.
i still love him. every minute.