(Source: sad-plath, via tryphena)

(Source: englishsnow, via girlinlondon)

Me during every meeting at work

whatshouldwecallme:

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(via paranoid)

jeannepompadour:

Painting by Elisabeth Sonrel (1874 - 1953)

jeannepompadour:

Painting by Elisabeth Sonrel (1874 - 1953)

(via cumdesgarconss)

“ I had a dream about you. We were in the gold room
where everyone finally gets what they want.
You said Tell me about your books, your visions made
of flesh and light and I said This is the Moon. This is
the Sun. Let me name the stars for you. Let me take you
there. The splash of my tongue melting you like a sugar
cube…We were in the gold room where everyone
finally gets what they want, so I said What do you
want, sweetheart? and you said Kiss me. Here I am
leaving you clues. I am singing now while Rome
burns. We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack,
my silent night, just mash your lips against me.
We are all going forward. None of us are going back. ”

Richard Siken, Snow and Dirty Rain (via girlinlondon)

(Source: catteine, via girlinlondon)

computer-gaze:

Diana the Huntress Acura TL
2013

computer-gaze:

Diana the Huntress
Acura TL

2013

(via cumdesgarconss)

(via paranoid)

chescaleigh:

First You See What The Town Looks Like. Then, See What The Cops Look Like. Then It Makes Sense.

(via likeneelyohara)

(Source: fifthharmony, via verycherrypeel)