love.

the sound of letting go

my medium-sized american heart

la quiero ver

waiting to fail

About to take off for a work trip in Florida... I think I might miss my speakers most.

new mexico

via my favorite pair of photographers, Benoline. I <3 them.

and now... I want to plan a trip to White Sands.

I thought, Will anyone be the better for making me miserable? And the answer came back, no. No one will. There’s no one to fret, no one to condemn, no one to bless me for being a good girl, no one to punish me for being wicked. Heaven was empty. I didn’t know whether God had died, or whether there never had been a God at all. Either way I felt free and lonely and I didn’t know whether I was happy or unhappy, but something very strange had happened. And all that huge change came about as I had the marzipan in my mouth, before I’d even swallowed it. A taste, a memory, a landslide.

The Amber Spyglass, Philip Pullman (via AEL, via cake-light)

those eyes

bittersweet.

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