I Have No Other Reason For Sharing This Than The Fact I Think Its Really Sweet When People Kiss.

i have no other reason for sharing this than the fact i think it’s really sweet when people kiss.

i never tire of watching this. i stumbled onto Daphne Guinness completely by accident and continue to be mesmerized by her. she’s beautiful and painfully sensitive and tremendously intelligent and shy and humble and so unpredictably not shallow or pidgeon-holed you don’t know what to do with that information. she is humanly unreal. take 2 minutes to watch this. it’s so much more than her showing us her house. “some of the most sensitive people I’ve known are the ones with the most studs or the most tattoos”

Celebrity friendships that make me feel like everything’s good in this world

He’s my brother. - Isaac Carpenter

(inspired by lookattheredredchangesinthesky’s post)

each new love is

each new love is a miniscule dot in an infinite matrix;

a dot to connect to all the other dots, to all the other loves.

together they anchor me down and in.

i can’t quit their lines; i can’t win.

when i’m inside them they feel huge, like surround-sound, like a canyon, like the hand of god. and i am tiny and grateful.

i forget that there is anything else outside of

that dot.

i knock up against each point in search of myself, my shifting shape; like a blues echo they triangulate, answer back:

gravity, harmony, agony,

it doesn’t get much more rock‘n’roll than this in my book.

“i am reading Philip K. Dick (...), the book about Fibbonacci and i’m also reading a book about translation and i’m reading a book about - it’s very boring - it’s about calculus.” “i don’t know much about fashion, i mean, i glide around the edges of the industry. (...) i know what i can put on and what i can’t.”

i honest to god love her.