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Me, Myself and I — Beyonce

by darren mcdonald

Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love.
I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. That pain is like an axe that chops at my heart.
Yann Martel, Life of Pi

"I think love is blind. You don’t see it, you don’t hear what people are saying, or what you’re saying. You don’t see what you’re doing. All you see is the person in front of you"

"The seaweed is always greener, in somebody else’s lake."

Never at any point have I sat down and plotted how I should proceed from here on. As soon as you start thinking about your career as a trajectory—like, as if you’re going to miss out on some wave or momentum—then you’re never doing anything for yourself anyway. Then you’re truly, actually, specifically working for the public.

Temperley London Spring/Summer 2014 

JLAW I LOVE THE NUDES

He’d never admit it, but there is one person, one young lady with whom Jackson shared a real bond. One person who can reach him, who can save him.