Young Hollywood in the Fifties:
13 Jun 1955, Los Angeles, California. USA —- L-R: Lance Fuller, Jayne Mansfield (seated in car), John Smith, Natalie Wood and Bob Fuller at a drive-in restaurant. —- Image by © Michael Ochs Archives/Corbis
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you were standing in the front yard with overgrown grass itching your calves. i was sitting on the white wooden porch swing. it was cloudy and sticky and you had no shirt on for no particular reason other than that you couldn’t find one. the rusty chain on the swing squeaked and the family next door was playing music with their windows open. and i remember very clearly looking out into the yard and thinking that god must know a lot of things i don’t. in the background you could hear, lord i’m coming home to you.
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Damn it you are safe. And you are so much feeing inside my heart that makes my mouth taste like metal. And you are everything I want and don’t need and everything I don’t want and so very desperately need. If I ever lost you I think it would stop. Everything. Time and space and life. And yet, it would go on. It always goes on. And that is the worst of all. Everything would be quiet. Everything would be empty. I think I would have to leave. I couldn’t stay here. In these places. I couldn’t look at this piece of the sky anymore. I think about that sometimes. It makes me think. Of white houses and glimpses of myself in a red shirt. Snapshots of scenes with grass by the pond. Curly hair and dimpled cheeks. What if those things could slip through my fingers. What if they didn’t happen. I am afraid of that. I am afraid of loving things that are not guaranteed. But no one loves a permanent thing. And then I get this feeling like all this time I thought I had been sitting comfortably on a mountaintop but all of a sudden I look down and the edge of it is crumbling beneath me. Always when I think I am safest am I closest to danger. Because I stop trying. And I stop being aware. And all the time I should have been awake. I should have been loving harder and dreaming less. Because love is a glorious battle that you never win. And the only way to lose is to stop fighting.
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awesomepeoplehangingouttogether:
Audrey Hepburn and Grace Kelly backstage at the 28th Annual Academy Awards on March 21, 1956
