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mostlyfiction:

I wonder how we would
have turned out, if our love
would have made it if we
met at a later time, knowing
what we know now. I think
we would have had the strength
to keep fighting for this
instead of doing what we did
which was giving up and
walking away. But time has
a selfish way of showing
you things that you could
have used during those tough
moments, and maybe we
were actually meant to be
as distant as we are now.

glamour:

Paintings by Antoine Cordet *Glamour

glamour:

Paintings by Antoine Cordet *Glamour

distinguishedcompany:

Jean Seberg at home, 1962.

distinguishedcompany:

Jean Seberg at home, 1962.

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When “i” is replaced with “we” even illness becomes wellness.
by

Malcolm X (via amorestavivo)

This changed me.

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vouguez:

so damn gorgeous
why do I even exist 

vouguez:

so damn gorgeous

why do I even exist 

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(via modellove)

farbiedoll:

Kate Moss photographed by Marc Hispard for Glamour France

farbiedoll:

Kate Moss photographed by Marc Hispard for Glamour France

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Hearts are breakable. And I think even when you heal, you’re never what you were before.
by Cassandra Clare (via as-time-passes)

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I crave touch, yet I flinch every time someone is close enough.
by I have become rather fearful I suppose.  (via closedforprayer)

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hollyhocksandtulips:

Kiss me
French Riviera, 1950s

hollyhocksandtulips:

Kiss me

French Riviera, 1950s

(via danaboulos)

loverofbeauty:

The Blood of a Poet // dir. Jean Cocteau

loverofbeauty:

The Blood of a Poet // dir. Jean Cocteau

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