Everything is more beautifulHomer, The Iliad
because we’re doomed.
You will never be lovelier than you are now.
We will never be here again.
I keep coming back here where everything… slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
Photograph by Feliciano Ripa
I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?Sylvia Plath
Badlands (Terrence Malick, 1973)