And Polo said: ‘The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space.’
(via loveforwolves)
I like that outfit, the zipper’s pinchin’
But if you want it any tighter, we could cinch it
Dress up leather, wear every color
I’m going Rococo with sequins in the summer
So come
Twirl your dresses around
Lift your cotton socks on
And turn your cameras on now for the fun
While I light a fire in your new shoes
If you should smile, look so surprised
While I light a fire in your new shoes
Look out that your soles don’t burn to the floor
I light the fire
I light the fire