So here I was…a 35-year-old single woman with no financial security, but many life experiences behind me. Did that mean nothing? After all, heartbreak and break-ups are the hardest kind of work. So shouldn’t there be some sort of credit for enduring them? And if not…how do you retain a sense of value when you have nothing concrete to show for it? Because at the end of yet another failed relationship, when all you have are war wounds and self-doubt, you have to wonder…what’s it all worth?
I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in the books; I’m beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn’t pleasant, It’s not sweet and harmonious like invented stories; It tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.

Photography by Matthias Haker 

Matthias Haker is a self-taught photographer currently based in Dresden, Germany. This set of photography feautures abandoned buildings from all around the world with their locations unknown to us. Haker goes to great lengths to photograph the abandoned buildings taking great care not to ruin or damage anything further. In something so broken, Matthias Haker is able to bring a certain beauty through his photographs in the moment the picture is taken to be retained forever.

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…time for the heart to tell the brain no more.

…time for the heart to tell the brain no more.

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latenightjimmy:

Here’s Chris Meloni and Jimmy sticking balls on each other. And yes, it’s exactly what it sounds like.