WAS IT ALL FOR NOTHING?

there’s a crack in my heart and its been leaking your name

[sodisnanee-deactivated20211216]

Louis Feuillade, Maurice Champreux, Le Stigmate. 1924.

[naranjamechanica]

[da-da-sk]

[lightbones]

[tenazh]

[ifeelanoceanoftearss]

It is essential to leave some space empty; you could — and should — never fill in all the blanks.

The north sea, Germany

[blue-july]

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[margot-terc]

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A Kyrgyz girl carries a pair of lambs to be reunited with their mothers for the night, Wakhan, Afghanistan, 2011.

Photo by Matthieu Paley

[neckkiss]

[florxed]

“I TOLD HER THAT I LOVED HER, WAS NOT SURE IF SHE HEARD. THE ROOF WAS PRETTY WINDY AND SHE DIDN’T SAY A WORD. PARTY DYING DOWNSTAIRS, HAD NOTHING LEFT TO DO. JUST ME, HER AND THE MOON.”

[neckkiss]

[fotojournalismus]

A boy enjoys the sun atop a donkey grazing in a field in the northern Gaza Strip on April 29, 2015. (Majdi Fathi/NurPhoto/Corbis)

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