While Still Dark

Though she be but little, she is fierce. -ws

“The primary thing when you take a sword in your hands is your intention to cut the enemy, whatever the means. Whenever you parry, hit, spring, strike or touch the enemy’s cutting sword, you must cut the enemy in the same movement. It is essential to attain this. If you think only of hitting, springing, striking or touching the enemy, you will not be able actually to cut him.”

—   Miyamoto Musashi, Go Rin No Sho. Take that everywhere, don’t allow yourself any wasted motion or actions that don’t benefit your primary goal. (via house-of-gnar)

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note to self: I really need to stop apologizing and feeling shitty about other people’s toxic behaviour.

Spun- the next morning

"She’s something special" Chris said. He was staring off into the distance like Steve had only seen him do a few times; like he was looking for something in the darkness.
“Whats her name, again?” Steve asked.
“Sam.” Chris said, longingly. “But you’ll need to be careful. She’s a dangerous one. She won’t trust you like she trusted me, maybe ever. She’s brave, smart, a quick learner. Just please, make sure you find her for me.” Steve grabbed his hand.
“Do you want me to tell her?”
“She’ll know anyway if i know her. Just find her, protect her, and tell her i still love her…” Chris trailed off.
“I will” Steve choked down as his friend’s hand went limp. The silence around him that had allowed him to share the last minutes with his best friend in solitude suddenly broke and he was very aware of the danger he was in. He got up and ran. It felt like he hadn’t stopped running until he found her and gotten her to, where he thought, was safe. And now, his last promise to his brother was broken. In the middle of the night while he slept, he had let the one thing he was supposed to prevent happen. She was gone. And it was his fault.


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Can You Feel My Heart, Bring Me The Horizon

Can you hear the silenceCan you see the darkCan you fix the brokenCan you feel my heart

Can You Feel My Heart, Bring Me The Horizon

Can you hear the silence
Can you see the dark
Can you fix the broken
Can you feel my heart

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M∙A∙C Backstage at The Blonds, SS15 New York Fashion Week

Easy- chasing cars

"Don’t stand there looking like your self righteous attempt at saving the abused was so valiant. You got him into this mess!" Erin screamed at Nick. "You’re a prick! You and your god-dammed friends are all pricks! And now you’re looking all sad and upset that it’s broken. Well you broke it! Yeah, i may have been part of it but you can’t dare stand there like you and your friends aren’t the real fucking reason we’re here!" The dog lay whimpering on the table as Elliot stepped back, clearly upset and unsure exactly how to proceed. "And You!" Erin lashed out at him causing him to step backward, shocked, before regaining a disgusted look on his face like how any of this could be his fault. "You’re just sitting there so clearly moved be the situation you cant make a decision! He’s hurt, okay! We know that! What we need you to figure out is if you feel like you can compose yourself enough to fix the thing or not. And if not, if you feel unconfident that you can make him better, then just fucking kill him now! Put it out of its misery! And while i’d love to not lose my best friend over there, i’d much rather that then watch him keep suffering like this! Its sickening! So just do your fucking job and let me know what i’m crying over tonight, okay?"

Easy- happy

She was happy; she convinced herself as she looked down at the sparkling stone perched on her hand. It was beautiful, it was all beautiful, and she was excited; thats why it was happening, of course. At least thats what she told herself. But there was something sinister and frightening about having to convince herself that it was out of joyful excitement that her hand was shaking and her cheek was wet.

"A professional soldier understands that war means killing people, war means maiming people, war means families left without fathers and mothers. All you have to do is hold your first dying soldier in your arms, and have that terribly futile feeling that his life is flowing out and you can’t do anything about it. Then you understand the horror of war. Any soldier worth his salt should be antiwar. And still there are things worth fighting for." -general norman schwarzkoph. 
In memory of everyone sacrificing for the war on terror. #neverforget

Flexibility is the key to airpower?

Its a special night for le military boyfriend and i so he was gonna take me out to a fancy dinner. We were gonna dress up and be classy and it was gonna be fun! But something came up that he had to take care of so we decided to cancel at the last minute. Going from eating 50$ steak in a dress to 2$ chef boyardee out of a can in my underwear tonight and i’m totally okay with that. See, flexible!


I am the only one who does this orr…

Sydney’s choice in razors failed me this evening…