oh, my fineness, where have you gone?

disporum: …they get foggy again by ~attm~ on Flickr.

Wed, 22 May 2013 20:42:17 -0700

disporum:

…they get foggy again by ~attm~ on Flickr.

Paris n’existe pas

Wed, 22 May 2013 20:40:25 -0700

Paris n’existe pas

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Wed, 22 May 2013 20:09:46 -0700

“I don’t know about you, but I intend on writing a strongly...

Wed, 22 May 2013 18:40:42 -0700

“I don’t know about you, but I intend on writing a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all of this. You’re gonna go on, and make lots of babies, and watch them grow. You’re gonna die an old lady, warm in her bed. Not here, not this night. Do you understand me? Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me… it brought me to you. And I’m thankful for that, Rose. I’m thankful. You must do me this honor, Rose. Promise me you’ll survive. That you won’t give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.”

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Wed, 22 May 2013 18:17:04 -0700

“rosé colored glasses.” (x)

Wed, 22 May 2013 18:13:34 -0700

“rosé colored glasses.” (x)

pleoros: Julia Caffarena - Paris

Wed, 22 May 2013 18:12:04 -0700

pleoros:

Julia Caffarena - Paris

4nduril: the long descent by manyfires on Flickr.

Wed, 22 May 2013 18:04:43 -0700

4nduril:

the long descent by manyfires on Flickr.

jay-gatsbys: Leonardo DiCaprio parties at Cannes. #reality or...

Wed, 22 May 2013 17:59:57 -0700

jay-gatsbys:

Leonardo DiCaprio parties at Cannes.

#reality or great gatsby modern au?

cumbermums: estherlune: [x] And again…because it is so nice...

Wed, 22 May 2013 17:57:55 -0700

cumbermums:

estherlune:

[x]

And again…because it is so nice :)

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Tue, 21 May 2013 21:57:23 -0700

sweetpeaandcoco: Antonina Vasylchenko

Mon, 20 May 2013 23:01:02 -0700

sweetpeaandcoco:

Antonina Vasylchenko

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Mon, 20 May 2013 23:00:27 -0700

"1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It..."

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:57:16 -0700

“1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It will not be beautiful. It will not be brave. It will be selfish. It will be broken. Your mother will cry.

2. Don’t write for him. Write for you. Write for others like you. Write so the girl that thinks about stepping in front of public transportation doesn’t. Don’t be selfish.

3. When you will yourself to sleep and it doesn’t come— get up. It doesn’t matter that it’s 3 am. There will be other 3 am’s. Take a shower. Take two. Wash him out of your hair. Write a poem. Read the same book you’ve read 202 times again. The 203rd time might tell you something different. Don’t stay in bed— you will think about the bus again.

4. Don’t kiss him because he’s broken. Don’t kiss him because his laughter never reaches his eyes. Don’t try and fix him. Fix yourself first. Be selfish. He can’t save you.

5. Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.

6. Dress up and wear red lipstick and get drunk with your friends. They’re the ones that will pick you up. Don’t kiss him. Or him. Don’t fall asleep on strange couches with strange boys. When his hand slides up your dress walk away. Hit him. Don’t kiss him. He can’t save you.

7. Get another tattoo. Get five more. Get another hole in your ear. Don’t listen to your dad. You will still be able to get a job. Did you really want to be employed by someone like your father? Haven’t you had enough of judgmental old white men anyway? Get fuck you tattooed in tiny letters on your hip.

8. When you feel the yearning for a new city— start over. Take 200 bucks and a three suitcases. Work anywhere that will have you. Meet strange people and forget your name. Call yourself Ruby. No one will know the difference. Remember to call your mother. Don’t be selfish. Come home when you find yourself in the strangers and the small one bedroom apartment.

9. Don’t whisper evil things into your own ear. Other people are going to shout them at you. Be your own hero. Keep a sword on your key ring.

10. Don’t step in front of a city bus. It will not be beautiful. Live. Stay up all night with a boy that promises you everything and means it. Live. See shitty local bands with a friend. Wear a different band’s t-shirt. No one will care. Live. Have a baby girl with tiny fingers and tiny toes someday. Pour love into her until it’s overflowing. Live. Wake up. Staying in bed all day is not poetic.

Live. Live.

Live.

Do you hear that? It’s me. It’s your life. Wake up.

”

- (via petrichour)

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Mon, 20 May 2013 22:26:38 -0700

infinite-paradox: radventurers: big sur, california

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:25:03 -0700

infinite-paradox:

radventurers: big sur, california

“Are we not your fucked up family now?”

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:00:56 -0700

“Are we not your fucked up family now?”

beingthinisnotasin: run-through-it: shannonmiller:

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:55:12 -0700

beingthinisnotasin:

run-through-it:

shannonmiller:

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Mon, 20 May 2013 21:54:47 -0700

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Tue, 07 May 2013 18:00:15 -0700