what i talk about when i talk about love

"We Palestinians don’t talk about fear, we talk about death. Our rockets scare them; their rockets kill us. We have no bomb shelters, we have no sirens, we have nowhere we can take our children and keep them safe. They are scared. We are dying."

1. i’ve dreamt of your fingers three nights in a row now. sometimes i’ll catch what little i remember of your scent in the air and i’ll wish i could call you to tell you

2. my grandmother has a lump the size of an almond in her brain. she does not know about it. i think it would help… the knowing. 

3. just how much i love you and have always and will always

4. i find that lately i am both my most destructive and most creative self when i am alone.

5. feel entirely at home when we speak.


miko revereza for the fader

(Source: deathdol, via nuuro)

I had probably given too much of myself to the space I felt I was allowed. I lost a lot of myself these past few months. And in the same way, I have found parts of me in places I’d have never thought to look.

And I am exhausted of going out of my way to hurt myself. And in some strange bout of arrogance, I refused to acknowledge the way I’d crossed you, too. One year ago, I would have been too proud to apologize. Today, I am too tired.

This is something that still needs to be fixed. But I think maybe tomorrow is a better day for it.

I have finally found a more tangible truth in a metaphor I have maintained since my childhood. I haunt in the same way I love — like the ocean.


True Romance - Tony Scott - 1993

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