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Cannes Film Festival (2023).
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LILY-ROSE DEPP.
Cannes Film Festival (2023).
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LILY - ROSE Â DEPP .
lily rose depp at the cannes film festival for the premiere of the idol wearing chanel fw 1994
lily-rose depp via instagram
Det speglar i mitt Ăśga (Nina Hedenius, 1992) Â
Perdues dans New York (Jean Rollin, 1989)
AnaĂŻs Nin, Delta of Venus, originally published: 1977
ââThe truth is I gave my heart away a long time ago, my whole heart, and I never really got it back.ââ
â Sweet Home Alabama (via naturaekos)
DANIELLE CAMPBELL via @ delaney_delponti Instagram stories
danielle campbell via instagram
DANIELLE CAMPBELL photographed by Andie Jane, june 2024
The man playfully rolled his eyes at her. She was just as he remembered, it wasn't as though he expected her to have changed at all because why would she? After all they dated way back when and her personality had been something that he enjoyed. They didn't work out for many reasons but her confidence in herself and the way she knew how to push his buttons was not one of those things. They didn't work but it didn't stop the two from joining each other in between the sheets every now and again. "Well, what else is there to do around here?" He grinned as he slipped his hand from her arm to her waist, "Besides I knew I'd find you here and I feel we are long overdue a catch up don't you?"
 there   were   moments   in   which   their   destiny   was   always   to   come   back   together.   making   their   world   collide   together   only   to   be   burned   and   tormented   in   the   end.   they   never   worked,   yet   they   always   tried.   always   caught   in   the   loop   of   eternal   suffering   and   pleasure.   it   was   what   they   thrived   on.   they   were   like   fireworks.   bright   and   exhilarating,   yet   dangerous   and   lethal.   how   she   wished   and   longed   for   a   different   ending   for   them   both,   it   never   worked   the   way   they   hoped   and   desired.   the   rough   calloused   hands   claiming   the   small   of   her   waist   reminded   her   once   more   she   was   once   more   trapped   in   the   cycle,   once   more   longing   for   what   she   shouldn't   have.   â   a   confession   at   last,   you   were   searching   for   me   after   all.   how   exciting.   â    her   words   softly   purred   near   his   ear,   gently   brushing   her   lips   upon   his   rugged   cheek   before   daring   to   lean   into   his   touch.   her   hands   traced   the   curve   of   his   arms,   tracing   up   his   muscles   she   quite   happily   would   admire   and   worship.   â   tell   me   everything   you   want   josh.   everything   you   need.   âÂ
location:  the summer  solstice bonfire tagged: @joshxmorgan
 the   flames   engulfed   her,   casting   shadows   and   a   spectacle   of   amber   shades   on   her   petite   frame.   hips   swayed   to   the   lull   of   music,   creating   an   illusion   of   sensual   lust.   the   eyes   of   anyone   beholding   her   was   immediately   enamored   and   enchanted   by   her   act   of   divine   sin.   it   was   what   cosette   did   best.   glamouring   anyone   she   came   in   contact   with   to   earn   the   money   she   needed.   this   time   her   game   of   cat   and   mice   was   played   for   a   special   someone,    a   special   type   of   sin.   it   was   upon   his   near   presence   that   she   would   catch   his   gaze,   capturing   it   with   her   own.   a   wildfire   blazing   in   hazel   eyes,   luring   him   in   to   come   closer.   not   a   single   world   utter,   merely   a   whisper   placed   upon   those   lush   troubled   lips.   it   was   up   to   him   how   to   act,   it   was   up   to   him   to   resist   the   call   of   the   siren.Â