salon 217

words are only painted fire; a look is the fire itself.

[theimpossiblecool]

“The price we pay for being ourselves is worth it.”

Eartha Kitt.

[olivethomas]

Eartha Kitt, 1957

[scourtneybarnes]

Pintura Studio handprinted Kashmir

[curiousmiscellanies-blog]

Cy Twombly Venus 1975

[tgmso-deactivated20220222]

Imogene + Willie

[early-mornings-messy-hair]

[thelovejournals]

I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my belly like honey. A piercing joy, that leaves me empty, conquered, silenced.

Anaïs Nin  (via thelovejournals)

[nulli-secundus]

[lazaruss-deactivated20190913]

[lifeonsundays]

[theimpossiblecool]

[goldessz]

[rocknrollstation59]

[mythologyofblue]

[tokyo-bleep-deactivated20190113]

[poems-and-word]

[endless-and-serpentine]