Lupita Nyong’o and Naomie Harris photographed by Annie Leibovitz for Vanity Fair’s Hollywood Issue.
He couldn’t play the note, couldn’t move his fingers, couldn’t breathe, all of a sudden, because Marco’s face was an inch away from his own. There was that familiar drought in his mouth, and the water in his palms, and the storm of butterflies swirling away in the pit of stomach, harder and faster than ever. He swallowed, and saw Marco’s eyes drop to watch his Adam’s apple bob up and down.
He could do it, he realized. He could do it right now.
tracks | falling for the first time // barenaked ladies | miracle mile // cold war kids | pompeii // bastille | alone together // fall out boy | falling // haim | 400 lux // lorde | she changes the weather // swim deep | air // ben folds five | spine // page france | nightcall // london grammar | bad // u2 | treacherous // taylor swift | back to where i was // eric hutchinson | slow hands // azealia banks | ho hey // the lumineers | i would do anything for you // foster the people | the cave // mumford & sons | me and julio down by the schoolyard // paul simon | save tonight // eagle-eye cherry | walcott // vampire weekend | you make my dreams come true // hall and oates | closer // tegan and sara | broken jaw // foster the people | chariot // page france | you can call me al // paul simon | xo // beyoncé
to distract our hearts from ever missing them
but i’m forever missing him
Hey, Marco… I can’t even tell which are your bones anymore.
neon genesis evangelion + kanji / katakana