Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
This is what I needed to read today.
Don’t sacrifice yourself too much, because if you sacrifice too much there’s nothing else you can give and nobody will care for you.
—Karl Lagerfeld (via kushandwizdom)
Sasha Pivovarova in Atelier Versace for Vogue Italia, September 2007
Editorial: Couture Memoirs by Paolo Roversi
I’ll leave us with St. Jude;
with the ghosts of one-night lovers
lingering in empty parking lots
and dark alleyways, dirty stairwells
in old buildings, in the backrooms
of cold and rusted hearts.
I liked us best dishonest,
sleep-deprived, when our
words slurred enough to
make sense. I’m afraid
please fucking read this thank you