time passes. even when it seems impossible. even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. even for me.

pictures from the hubble telescope via tobacco and leather.

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3 comments
  1. casey said:

    i love the hidden new moon quote…way to grab my attention with fashion and romance

    Like

  2. die young, stay pretty. said:

    is that from new moon? i’ve never seen it!

    Like

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