December 1, 2010
July 12, 2010
I cannot keep still; I am on the edge; the dream comes to taunt me in the morning sun.
Sylvia Plath (via goodnightdarling) (via knockturn) (via honeyhands)
December 9, 2009
May 27, 2009
placebo:deadgirls:suicideblonde:bohemea:blushing:digitalbath:uberhaupt:






sasha pivovarova | vogue italia, september 2007 | paolo roversi

placebo:deadgirls:suicideblonde:bohemea:blushing:digitalbath:uberhaupt:

sasha pivovarova | vogue italia, september 2007 | paolo roversi
honeyhands:

parenthesized:

so dorkily romantic. I need more of this in my life.  *sigh*
cheers, amber

honeyhands:

parenthesized:

so dorkily romantic. I need more of this in my life.  *sigh*

cheers, amber

honeyhands:

anormalanomaly:
She is neither logical nor insane in the old sense of being random and unaccountable. Her aims and her motives have a secret personal logic of their own. She gets what she wants, but what she wants is not anything that the normal usually admit. One of the significant things that such a character implies is that there is a secret, sometimes unconscious, world of aims and methods — one might almost say a secret system of values — that is often much more important than the rational one.

honeyhands:

anormalanomaly:

She is neither logical nor insane in the old sense of being random and unaccountable. Her aims and her motives have a secret personal logic of their own. She gets what she wants, but what she wants is not anything that the normal usually admit. One of the significant things that such a character implies is that there is a secret, sometimes unconscious, world of aims and methods — one might almost say a secret system of values — that is often much more important than the rational one.
May 26, 2009
(via thelovelybones)
that thought almost killed me

(via thelovelybones)

that thought almost killed me

(via thelovelybones)
this is pretty sweet

(via thelovelybones)

this is pretty sweet

May 25, 2009