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veronique branquinho ss 2017 / details
“You are solitude itself,”
— Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Poetry of Rilke: “In the Deep Night I Dig for You, You Treasure”
“I hate purity, I hate goodness. I don’t want any virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone to be corrupt to the bones.”
— George Orwell, 1984 (via nathanielfick)
“I luxuriate more in a whole day alone; a day of easy natural poses; slipping tranquilly off into the deep water of my own thoughts, navigating the underworld.”
— Virginia Woolf, Diary Entry, 18 June 1926. (via delicateswans)
My dream shade of hair would be white opal
“I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends in the air. It moves.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre, from Nausea
Fleur of England Esme Set
types of girls: 1. syrup that tastes so sweet but leaves a stickiness that won’t leave 2. docile dandelions that blow away and leave you forever 3. animal bones that crush under your jaw 4. home
“Pale as an angel I float out over my own skin.”
— Anne Sexton, The Operation (via elfemojis)
Me: *mostly void, partially stars*