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“Illusive, fragile to touch, remote,”

— Vita Sackville-West, from a poem dedicated to Virginia Woolf, titled “Sissinghurst,” c. 1931

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Di Doo Dah (album cover detail), 1973

Jane Birkin

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New York City Ballet Jennie Somogyi in Swan Lake #Farewell Photo: © Paul Kolnik

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If it makes you feel better we can pretend we didn’t almost happen. We can pretend like our friends didn’t try to set us up and push me into you my runny black socks turning into your hand running up my thighs. If it makes you feel better we can pretend you didn’t hold my hand as I tripped over tequila shots and that I didn’t lace my fingers with yours as shitty electronic music pulsed louder than our introverted hearts. If it makes you feel better we can pretend we didn’t almost have sex, we didn’t almost see each other naked under the fluorescent lights above my couch. We can pretend I wasn’t too sober to be your mistake, and we can pretend like you weren’t smart enough to know better than to touch me. If it makes you feel better we can pretend you didn’t drunk message me at 2AM calling me “the one” despite being too nervous to actually talk to me. We can pretend I never panicked and overcompensated and that you never took it back. We can pretend I don’t know children and drunks always speak the truth. If it makes you feel better we can pretend like I didn’t plan to let you fuck me raw so I could leave you like a broken mess, we can pretend I had the willpower not to write about you after I promised I’d stop writing about just another boy, and we can pretend we both don’t know you’re reading this. If it makes you feel better we can pretend we never met. If it makes you feel better, if it makes you feel better.

Sade Andria Zabala | Drunk Message (via surfandwrite)

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Alain Delon in Purple Noon (1960)

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Shitty art before my bf and his dad comes home and goes bonkers - 

“I am constant. I am changing. I am temporary.”

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i went to claude monet’s home a couple of days ago and i can’t stop thinking about this room

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We keep choosing the things that destroy us.

(via thirty5ive)

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