New York, 1950′s
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One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl. I wear colors that I really like, I wear makeup that makes me feel pretty, and it really helps. It doesn’t have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see. Your body is your temple, it’s your home, and you must decorate it.
Gabourey Sidibe (via crystawl)
I like the idea of an outfit where you’re living in New York and you’ve just had a ballet class, like blue jeans over a leotard, miu miu ballet flats and cute tiny backpack
Beautiful, beautiful; the sea and the sun and this blessed pouring heat which I adore, and the long warm nights with the moon.
Martha Gellhorn, from Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn
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Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
Caitlyn Siehl (via serious)
I just need pretty little coffee shop dates and plenty of adventures that involve holding hands.
i use ‘!!’ a lot, but it’s honestly like a quiet ‘!!’


