Souvenez-vous de toutes les choses que nous avons voulues
Maintenant tous nos souvenirs ils sont hantés
Nous étions toujours signifiés pour dire au revoir
"We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find."
*we can only go so far because you blocked yourself in, and in the process, you blocked us out too*
“Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired.”
Why can’t I be 18 forever?
Copyright Tim Walker Photography
You know the feeling of being watched constantly? Its like that nowadays- Creeping about, watching my steps, jumping up at the slightest movements, being on tenterhooks…This is my life now.
Will I ever unchain these locks?
Combining the two worlds will never work. The land of fairytales and fantasies goes against every single principle and theory of the realistic world. But I’ve learnt that fairytales can come in small doses every now and then. The sparkle and magic of life will not extingush so long as we allow our true selves to shine through our everyday lives.
Vogue UK (2005), Courtesy of Tim Walker Photography.
Liz Rosa Photography, Courtesy of makeupartistrybycourtney.com.
Because letting go is still the hardest part.
Raquel Zimmerman by Juergen Teller
“There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to our friends.” – Albus Dumbledore
I guess it's time to fly away, for real.
stepping into the school courtyard, i heard the silent laughter and saw the invisible tears. as i took yet another step forward, towards the lone island that stood out against the red bricks, i looked skywards, breathed in the fresh air and realized how much i missed it. the memories. those awkward, adolescent years of growing up. cliche no? i took another step forward, taking in, for the first time, the new faces up on the board thereby signalling the new potential students in the year's batch. despite the changes and non- changes to the physical environment, i could still see the weatherbeaten path that lay ahead. - the path that many will come to reminisce about. the good old days spent with my best friends, laughing, mucking about, bickering, making up, crying, discussing issues, having real conversations, loving; the list goes on, as it still does now. we've pretty much gone through every possible situation with the exception of death i guess, but even so, i know they will be there when the need arises. for they are the pillars of my strength.
i could see the dipping sun alllowing its fading rays fall onto deserted corridors and i know its time to leave.but the bittersweet memories stay for a lifetime as i smile beatifically at the remnants of our legend there, before turning around.
