roses—and—rue:

I found her on a night of fire and noise
Wild bells rang in a wild sky
I knew from that moment on
I’d love her till the day that I died
And I kissed away a thousand tears
My lady of the various sorrows
Some begged, some borrowed, some stolen
Some kept safe for tomorrow
On and endless night, silver star spangled
The bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

Do you love me?

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lucifelle:

Helena Nelson Reed

lucifelle:

Helena Nelson Reed

waandering:

Running naked down to our little home we made in the meadow

And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.

Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler (via moaka)

(Source: requiemforthepast)

I am alive. I am here. I am trying. That is enough.
tammy17tummy:

1949
Irving Penn

tammy17tummy:

1949

Irving Penn

psychedelicdevilry:

… by pawelshogun

psychedelicdevilry:

by pawelshogun

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picaet:

prue stent

picaet:

prue stent

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l-o-l-a-lola:

it all fits in such a way

l-o-l-a-lola:

it all fits in such a way

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