officialunitedstates:

Her hands were of velvet, her arms were like planets

Her hair shone through the sunlight, her character was of granite

She talked to me like a cop, as if she was reading me my rights

I don’t need my Mirandas; you can show me the light

Look up at the trees, how they rustle in the wind

Truly and forever, you will always be my friend

Empty wine glass in your fridge, full glass of milk

If you were an important trade route, you would be silk

fabhouse:

Giambattista Valli
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themouseabides:

Knowledge is knowing that Frankenstein is not the monster.

Wisdom is knowing that Frankenstein is the monster.

lebaenese:

My goal is to be that rich single aunt that flies everywhere and wears designer clothing and brings expensive gifts to her less successful family members

classy-kate:

This is beyond perfect
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brunchatbergdorfs:

Karlina Caune in “Neutral Territory” photographed by Camilla Åkrans for Harper’s Bazaar - September 2014
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