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June 2013

15 posts

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“Singers and musicians show us human beings making sounds far more lovely than human beings really make.” —Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. (via leadingtone)
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May 2013

24 posts

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“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.” —Dandelion Wine, Ray Bradbury  (via floralnymph)
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“When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty. The world teaches you that the way you exist in it is disgusting — you watch boys cringe backward in your dorm room when you talk about your period, blue water pretending to be blood in a maxi pad commercial. It is little things, and it is constant. In a food court in a mall, after you go to the gynecologist for the first time, you and your friend talk about how much it hurts, and over her shoulder you watch two boys your age turn to look at you and wrinkle their noses: the reality of your life is impolite to talk about. The world says that you don’t have a right to the space you occupy, any place with men in it is not yours, you and your body exist only as far as what men want to do with it. At fifteen, you find fifteen-year-old boys you have never met somehow believe you should bend your body to their will. At almost thirty, you find fifteen-year-old boys you have never met still somehow believe you should bend your body to their will. They are children. They are children.” —

| Stevie Nicks (via laesquinalatina)

I DIDN’T THINK I COULD LOVE HER MORE. 

(via resplendent-quatopygia)

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April 2013

37 posts

Apr 30, 20131,545 notes
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#Madame de Pompadour #Painting #art #historical fashion #Robe a la française #Sacque dress
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