Heart & Soul

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

— Jos. (via menpale)

— Thich Nhat Hanh  (via diaryofakanemem)

I shaved my head for an art project - my sister took photos of me shaving my head for her art project to discuss coping mechanisms of mental illness and the concept of femininity, it’s always been somewhat of a personal ritual to shave my head when I’m not feeling good about myself in order to force myself to love myself and feel pretty even without hair, hair =/= femininity and I think it’s important to remember that and to remind myself of that. I think every woman should shave her head at least once as an exercise in self love, empowerment and liberation from gender roles. 

i want one

Stefan Zweig & his wife lying on bed,holding hands, after they committed suicide together

(Rio De Janeiro, Brazil,1942)

But no ones ever gonna love you more than I do

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“Thought that I was dreamin’ When you said you loved me. Yes, it started from nothing. Had no chance to prepare, I couldn’t see you coming. And it started from nothing Oh I could hate you now, It’s quite alright to hate you now. But we both know that deep down, The feeling still deep down, is good. You broke my heart last week. I’ll probably feel better. But if we can still remember how you’d hold me, As you’re screaming my name, The feeling deep down is good. It’s all good, all good, all good… It’s all good, all good ….”

David Bowie photographed by Denis O'Regan in Palm Springs, 1983

The song is based on the true and tragic story of Rebeca Méndez Jiménez, the woman who waited for her love for 41 long years. She died in September last year, at age 63. Local authorities are planning to erect a statue in her honor at the San Blas Port.

Local legend states that in her youth, she fell in love with a fisherman named Manuel. He went out to sea, promising to return to her soon and marry her. Rebeca was so excited that she put on her bridal clothes and waited for his return. Unfortunately, Manuel fell victim to a hurricane, never to return to his love. Since then, Rebeca had been spotted roaming the streets at the port of San Blas. Locals have seen her wandering without any direction, sometimes sitting before the lighthouse and listening to seagulls. She always wore a white dress, with a veil covering her head.