April 2012
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I wish Sofia Coppola and Emmanuelle Alt were my...
“Mon amour, hélas!
Le temps passe!”
– Benjamin Biolay (via raphael-perez)
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“Listen, I don’t care what you say about my race, creed, or religion, but...”
– J.D Salinger
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Studying for long hours formulas, lists of dozens...
Just Kill Me.
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“You know nothing about me, and nothing about the sort of love of which I am...”
– Charlotte Brontë (via emauxetcamees)
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blood-fire:
Diamond Dogs- Beck
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“Look at you. You’re young. And you’re scared. Why are you so scared? Stop being...”
– Louise Flory (via glo-w)
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“I know a little garden-close
Set thick with lily and red rose,
Where I would...”
– The Nymph’s Song to Hylas, William Morris (via emauxetcamees)
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Notre époque.
Some girls nowadays remind me a lot of Nana, the protagonist of the eponymic novel by Emile Zola: they’re very young, pretty, provocative, undereducated, vulgar and all they are interested in is becoming somehow starlets and spending their lives buying Louboutins. Easiest way to success: they get their breast enhanced and sleep with some rich guys. The more tacky their behaviour and manners...
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“When a girl feels that she’s perfectly groomed and dressed she can forget that...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via myrthe, candide) (via twobirdsonabranch) (via possumsednolo) (via unepetiterobenoire) (via alicedansparis) (via unejeunedemoiselle) (via pourpreandvioline)
“My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen...”
– Pablo Neruda - Your Laughter (via colourthysoul)
