Esve Spring/Summer 2016, Moscow Fashion Week.

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Esve Spring/Summer 2016, Moscow Fashion Week.
You are unexplored, unusual and frighteningly beautiful.
Nikita Gill (via wordsnquotes)
Les Beehive – Recent Lana Del Rey Editorials
Soft kisses in the driveway; memorizing every dip in your lips, the scent on the bare skin of your neck, like I would be able to identify you blind. You stop and switch the song to something slow, when I didn’t even notice there was music playing.
Schuyler Peck (via koreyan)
28th November 2015 // wow I haven’t posted anything in a while, the past two weeks have just been full of assignments and seminar tasks which I have let get on top of me so bad. Amending my Public Law essay today, only worth 5% of the module but I was quite disappointed with my overall mark..i suppose it’s onwards and upwards from here 💪
i’m using the exact same textbook :’(
I exist. It’s sweet, so sweet, so slow. And light: you’d think it floated all by itself. It stirs.
Jean-Paul Sartre, from Nausea (via shrinemaidens)
Luigi Paolillo
Devilish in my innocence.
Franz Kafka, from Diaries (via eliseeatydendivu)
The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.
Oscar Wilde (via seabois)
And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via psych-facts)
Why wasn’t friendship as good as a relationship? Why wasn’t it even better? It was two people who remained together, day after day, bound not by sex or physical attraction or money or children or property, but only by the shared agreement to keep going, the mutual dedication to a union that could never be codified.
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life (via graass)