http://holdinghertoniclikeacross.tumblr.com/
my new blog. follow if you like.
yeah, so. i’m going to make a new blog. because this one is really sad and it kind of shows my deterioration and how everything went wrong, and it has all these memories and all this darkness. and i want to move on. because i don’t want to be like this any more. and i’m giving it a go at being happy, and being ok. and this isn’t the way to carry on.
i’m going to keep this one because when i look back, i want to see what happened. but that will be when i’m ready, and when i’m better. and although i’m ready to try, i’m not better yet. i’ll put the link up of my new one when i make it. i’m not having a private blog any more either, it will all be on my new one. so follow it if you want to, i understand if not because it might not be much like this one.
if you don’t, thanks for following, you’re all lovely. and yeah. i’m ready to get better(:
"Edie had disappeared. It was a bit spooky. Somebody said, ‘We saw her go swimming.’ She was nowhere in sight on this beach. Then somebody said, ‘Is that her? Way, way out?’ Edie was way out…a little dark head…such a distance. She seemed to be going under and then surfacing again. I could see the shine of her legs as she dove. It was like her dancing the night before. She was playing…totally natural and involved in the element of water; she was like a porpoise. She seemed only to exist freely in atmospheres that were removed or enchanted…most people are happy swimming by the shore, but she was happy out there."
- John Anthony Walker (on Edie Sedgwick)
i want that kind of love like in films, where you would literally die for the other person if it got to that, and it physically hurts to be apart from then, and then it hurts just as much when they touch you, and when they hold you. and they are the world to you, and you just want them there all the time so you can protect them as they protect you.
