March 2012
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I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three such...
– John Keats (via carouselinparis)
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We loved with a love that was more than love.
– Edgar Allan Poe (via girlinlondon)
That Kind Of Woman: I am round where others are... →
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I am round where others are flat, flat where others are round. I have rough skin on the bottoms of my feet, soft skin on the backs of my knees. I have freckles, marks, scars and bruises. I breath deep gulps of air. I am not like anyone before or anyone who is to come, other than our ends. I have…
beautiful
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I was satisfied with haiku until I met you, but now I want a Russian novel, a 50-page description of you sleeping.
by Dean Young
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Art produces ugly things which frequently become more beautiful with time....
– Jean Cocteau (via frenchcinema)
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Madewell: The Friday Five: Hall of Frame →
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by Kendall Meade (Madewell) I proudly rock glasses daily, but to be honest, I occasionally wish I didn’t have to. Problem is, I’m too squeamish to wear contacts and too chicken to get surgery. So my only option is to remove them—which is always a really bad idea for a nearsighted gal like…
only like, ALL of my favorite babes
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