Récriproquement Irréciproque.

I am too proud to believe that a person loves me. This implies that he knows who I am.

[browndresswithwhitedots]

[solo-vintage]

1962

[itistimetogotothebed]

De quelles origines es tu ?

Je suis italienne mais j’habite et j’ai grandi en France (et j’ai des origines françaises justement). Pourquoi cela?

[itistimetogotothebed]

Hi, your profile is really great, pictures and quotes fit together well and the shape of it all reflects how disturbed but magic you seem to be! Keep on, you have full support from an anonymous reader

Oh thank you my dear, it’s so sweet.

[zodiacspot]

Find out what your Zodiac sign would say here

[bleulivide]

[itistimetogotothebed]

Tu vois, les marques sur mon front n’ont plus rien de beau

puisque tout

passe.

[les-yeux-avides]

[preciously-me]

© Mauricio Gil

[last-picture-show]

Josef Breitenbach, Akt/Rücken (Nude/Back), 1950

[derangedrhythms]

you press me into the pillow, tremble. tongue. my blood sings.

Salma Deera, from arachnid (via killingthespring)

[aleksslamski]

[aplebeia]

[lachevri]

Maybe in a few years I’ll be able to explain things better, but after a few years it probably won’t matter anymore, will it?

Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes (via lenaik)

[espirtos-safados]

[sandsgold]

[mrchill]

[maderefined]

“Because sending a letter is the next best thing to showing up personally at someone’s door. Ink from your pen touches the stationary, your fingers touch the paper, your saliva seals the envelope, your scent graces the paper. Something tangible from your world travels through machines and hands, and deposits itself in another’s mailbox; their world. Your letter is then carried inside as an invited guest. The paper that was sitting on your desk, now sits on another’s. The recipient handles the paper that you handled. Letters create a connection that modern and impersonal forms of communication will never replace.”