Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
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“ How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.
— David Foster Wallace, The Pale King (via larmoyante)

(via ohjennylynn)

London broke my heart today.

retrogasm: Carole Landis
theswinginsixties: RIP Ray Manzarek
“ It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.
—  Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing (via belle-de-nuit)

(Source: larmoyante, via l-i-b-r-e)
velvette-noir: Belle De Jour (1967)
“ Each time you happen to me all over again.
— Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence.
porcelainveins: Early 8mm camera
“ I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.
— Augusten Burroughs (via pukin)

(Source: larmoyante, via l-i-b-r-e)
“ I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.
—

Zelda Fitzgerald

(via cosmiclovers)

(Source: winterkristall, via l-i-b-r-e)
theswinginsixties: Audrey Hepburn in ‘How To Steal a Million’, 1966.
my-little-time-machine: “Loie Fuller (1862–1928) was a pioneer of both modern dance and theatrical lighting techniques. Fuller combined her choreography with silk costumes illuminated by multi-coloured lighting of her own design.”
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