brokenstar.

I am a Designer - a Stylist - and a Model. These are my ramblings - this is my life. Live with me for a moment - take a breath and let go.

I like my men hard working - a callused hand and broken nose. Hard as hell with a softened soul - a hide leathered and progressively worn.

There’s something about such honesty - a silence with no need for words. A heavy heart and heathen hoof, anchoring mountains amidst the storm.

Swarm.

This hollow landslide fills and I see dawn wash up the shore - I understand now this revolving door.

Kiss me.

Remind me when I turn you inside out, the way that things once were…..

-Temna Fialka 2011