Prostitute Of Feelings

".الجيات أحسن من الرايحات WHAT IS COMING IS BETTER THAN WHAT IS GONE."

[gener8ion]

[lesbianartandartists]

Zoe Leonard, I Want a President… , 1992

[chessys]

um i want to be loved loudly

[abduction]

[dghgxv-blog-blog]

[perrfectly]

We try so hard to hide everything we’re really feeling from those who probably need to know our true feelings the most.

Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday (via perrfectly)

[vanish]

[uptional]

[coltre]

I love you more than words can say

[gangueiro]

[eleven-three]

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[revolvver]

[sunshinekarliekloss]

Marella SS16

[sunshinekarliekloss]

Marella SS16

[taylrs]

[cockholmsyndrome]

“I’ve trusted people before in friendships or relationships and have felt betrayed, I judge people based on their moral code; I think someone is nothing without a moral code. I don’t care if you’re talented or celebrated or successful or rich or popular, if you have no moral code. If you will betray your friend, if you will talk about them badly behind their back, if you will try to humiliate them or talk down to them, I have no interest in having a person like that in my life.”

[cockholmsyndrome]

“I surround myself with smart, beautiful, passionate, driven, ambitious women. Other women who are killing it should motivate you, thrill you, challenge you and inspire you rather than threaten you and make you feel like you’re immediately being compared to them. The only thing I compare myself to is me, two years ago, or me one year ago.”

[isaaclikesdiary]

Okay so this one time, I snuck backstage at Christian Dior Haute Couture and was attempting to get into the makeup room to snap a few quick shots of the models, when Magdalena Frackowiak walked out, opened a window and lit up a cigarette. I leaned out the adjacent window, said, “Magdalena!” and snapped this shot. ON MY BLACKBERRY. She got the fright of her life. About six months later, I ran into her backstage at the Rag and Bone show at New York Fashion Week and asked her if she remembered me. She said no. So I showed her the picture on my Blackberry. She started laughing, gave me a giant hug, and told me that it was one of her favourite photos of all time and said it had gone everywhere, including magazines and blogs all over the world.

I was like, “I bet you say that to all the boys.”

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