"But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She would rather force her mind to become a blank and lie back, and accept quietly, tolerantly, whatever came."
this moment is the exact definition of perfection; i don’t know anything more intense and beautiful than two people, madly wanting each other but still restraining themselves because the tension is too flawless to be broken.
"Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives."
Barbara Kingsolver, The Lacuna (via slanting)
ohmagerd hot blurry action.
Maria + Ana (on top)
long exposure on my zenit 122