LXXVIII

There is only one love language. "Die to self". 



[Words: Christine Caine]

LXXVII

A lifetime is barely enough. 

[Image form personal collection]

LXXVI

“Sometimes, we like to mess with your heads,” announced the promoter, the chatter fading as the audience focused on the stage. Their eyes rest on the girl with penetrant eyes of arctic blue. Standing beside him with an electric guitar, she’s beautiful, a little scary looking and all but aglow with a rare charisma. Encouraging welcoming applause, he concludes her introduction: “This is one of those times.”

- David Morrison

[Image: Kate Moss by Alasdair McLellan for Another Magazine A/W 2014]