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seventeen, and still a tad bit too silly



for you glen coco, you go glen coco.


rollthedrumss:

Ph: Sophie Dreijer

everlytrue:

by KT Merry

You know what’s kind of beautiful?

timorleste:

In French, you don’t really say, “I miss you.”

You say, “Tu me manques,” which is closer to, “You are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb or an organ, or blood. I cannot function, without you.

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Retiring my wrinkly Oxford for the night  (Taken with instagram)

Anti prom 2k12  (Taken with instagram)

What’s fifty grand to a mofo like me? Can you please remind me (Taken with instagram)

Oreo cheesecake ☺ (Taken with instagram)

Prom 2012 jk just getting fat with friends  (Taken with instagram)

Girls night out!  (Taken with instagram)

girlsack:

Proenza Schouler pre-fall 2010

pretaportre:

“The Row’s Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen, nominated for Womenswear Designer of the Year.
‘That was a real challenge, because Ashley got stuck in L.A. and couldn’t get back, and we really had to go to print, and I was really running out of time. Mary Kate was here, and we were trying to figure out how we were going to do it. I know Mary-Kate and Ashley, and I wasn’t about to leave one of them out, so I really had to get creative with that one. Sometimes when you’re presented with these Über-challenges, like you’ve got one girl in L.A. and one girl in New York and you’re doing New York portraits, what do you do? Go! Sometimes it forces you to come up with ideas you wouldn’t have otherwise, and it’s actually one of people’s favorite pictures of the book. Because you’ve never really seen that picture of two sisters Skyping face to face. They do it many times a week.’”

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spicyblaine:

new morning alarm tone

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larmoyante:

Letter from Picasso to Gertrude Stein

xeno

larmoyante:

n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.


larmoyante:

F. Scott Fitzergald, The Great Gatsby
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