the secret life of daydreams

or the documentation of a girl

[redlipstickresurrected]

Camille Lenore Nichelini aka Camille Lenore (Koreatown, Los Angeles, CA, USA) - Interiors with Black Cats, Photography

[softwaring]

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?” - Sylvia Plath

[90sgeller-blog]

winona ryder + her iconic black outfits

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“I had two longings and one was fighting the other. I wanted to be loved and I wanted to be always alone.” - Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea (via the-book-diaries)

[babywildflowers]

i thought of the ocean today; i thought of how the water playfully splashed us as we ran beside her, how good it felt to rest on the soft sand when we were tired, and how you used to smile at me, warmer than any sun….the summer brings me pain, but it also brings me you ⁎

[eliixur]

(By goldenmay)

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[shaymspain]

shaym It’s the little things…

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[watchoutforintellect]

“It is a wet, warm, gray November day, and the yellow-green trees are letting go their leaves in the sodden wind.”

— Sylvia Plath - from a letter to her mother featured in Letters Home

[kalynroseanne]

It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them. I was so preposterously serious in those days, such a humorless little prig. Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me. When it comes to dying even. Nothing ponderous, or portentous, or emphatic. No rhetoric, no tremolos, no self conscious persona putting on its celebrated imitation of Christ or Little Nell. And of course, no theology, no metaphysics. Just the fact of dying and the fact of the clear light. So throw away your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That’s why you must walk so lightly. Lightly my darling, on tiptoes and no luggage, not even a sponge bag, completely unencumbered.

Aldous Huxley (via kalynroseanne)

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[lesecretgarden]

Imagine if this was us, on the bus to Albania, september 2015

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