Angelina Jolie photographed by Brad Pitt
The intimacy, the tiny hand of whichever one of the twins she’s breastfeeding, the connection between the subject and photographer, there are so many things that make these two photographs beautiful.
I keep trying to just stick with one blush and lipcolour for everyday but I always want to experiment more. So stuff it I’m going to change my blush and lip colour every single day if I feel like it. I love all my blushes and lipsticks equally, I can never pick one!
I find beauty in words.
How they can be spun
just so, and dance graciously
until they find the right place
to fill pages
and create stories
no one has ever dared to dream.
I find beauty in your arms.
Gentle and strong
they hold
the weight of the world
and me, too
and yet somehow
they…
flawsstitchedwithgoodintentions:
I’ll Be Watching You by Danny Bullocks
Every breath you take
Every move you make
And every step you take
I’ll be watching you from
My car outside on a
starlit afternoon.
Or did you forget
That the sun was a star
The same way you forgot
That your window was open
For everyone to see your display?
Because really, both are obvious
To the casual bystander.
Or is it more like
the way you forgot to
Call me back like you said you would
Because “you really liked me”.
I bet you don’t even remember
My name…or where you were…
Or where you were going.
I bet I was just another rest stop
That you thought about visiting
On the way up to Reno,
The biggest little city in the world.
Get it? It’s your head you stupid girl.
You know, that place you have to visit
Every now and then.
I’m sorry, I’m just bitter
Because I don’t get to feel you
And you…well you won’t ever
Even get to see me.
Well, not at least for what I hope
Is a long time from now.
Maybe you’ll get a little itch
Between your shoulder blades
To tip you off that I’m near you.
But, as hard as you look,
You’ll never find me, not anymore.I forgot to mention,
I was coming to surprise you
With a little anonymous gift.
Something that might keep you
Safe from the cold you might encounter
On your starlit night with me.
I didn’t quite make it all the way,
My car was ripped in three
By a diesel engine that had set its sights
On breaking me.
I was just a block away from you,
And I couldn’t complete the journey.
I watched numbly as they carried off
My cold corpse on their cold steel gurney.
So I’m here now in my spectral form,
Watching you from my car window,
And forgetting what it feels like to be warm.
I’m still offering you an anonymous gift,
Something that will keep you safe,
But this time I’m protecting you from harm,
The same security you’d have found within my arms.
All that we own
is just bellow
But each concept
each wonder, becomes
heaven
As its height is
mistaken for splendor.
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