scouring

SPEAKING OF FEEEEEELINGS...

were we? of course we were. don't be silly. have you ever read a word of this blog?

this. collection.

oooooooof.

knocked the wind out of me. i was already teetering on the edge of something last night, and then there was this, and right over the edge, and shaking, and crying. that light. oh god. it is soul-chilling. aching in the bones light. end of the world all hope is lost light. how is that light even a thing?

{prefall gabriele colangelo 2013, photos courtesy of gabriele colangelo by way of style.com}