I choose lace, always.
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I choose lace, always.
Elle Fanning by Inez and Vinoohd for W magazine
caught in the overgrowth of dreams by Thomas Oscar Miles on Flickr.
Paolo Roversi Italy / °1947
And her shame wasn’t simple. It pullulated and turned on itself and stank at the bottom of the pit of desire–what is the question of desire? I don’t know. Something about its presumption to exist in human forms. Human forms are puny. Desire is vast. Vast, absolute and oddly general.
Euripides, from Grief Lessons: “Why I Wrote Two Plays About Phaidra” (via painfulbliss)
[…] but she cared about the core. Eros itself. She knew that was real.
Euripides, from Grief Lessons: “Why I Wrote Two Plays About Phaidra” (via painfulbliss)
Forest’s nymphs by Mitoka
Beauty Portraits by Sergei Riaboff
we die together from loving each other: an open death, by dilution into the ether, a closed death of the shared grave.
Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse (via painfulbliss)
“Like only lovers can”
ph. richard kern
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