i dream for a living

August 3, 2009
“All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears”
— CocoRosie “Beautiful Boyz”  
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July 14, 2009
deadgirls:

barnacleberry:

heyyoshimi:
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July 11, 2009
deadgirls:

itbsb:
i’d never dated a girl before, and she was bad news the way boys can never be, because with boys it’s always possible to draw up a list of pros and cons, and see the matter rationally, from either side. but you could make a list of cons on charlotte stretching to azerbaijan, and “her bangs” sitting solitary in the pros column would outweigh all objections. boys are just boys after all, but sometimes girls really seem to be the turn of a pale wrist, or the sudden jut of a hip, or a clutch of very dark hair falling across a freckled forehead. i’m not saying that’s what they really are. i’m just saying sometimes it seems that way, and that those details (a thigh mole, full face flush, a scar the precise shape and size of a cashew nut) are so many hooks waiting to land you. in this case, it was those bangs, plush and dramatic; curtains opening on to a face one would queue up to see. all women have a backstage, of course, of course. labyrinthine, many-roomed, no doubt, no doubt. but you come to see the show, that’s all i’m saying. (from zadie smith’s ‘the girl with bangs’)

deadgirls:

itbsb:

i’d never dated a girl before, and she was bad news the way boys can never be, because with boys it’s always possible to draw up a list of pros and cons, and see the matter rationally, from either side. but you could make a list of cons on charlotte stretching to azerbaijan, and “her bangs” sitting solitary in the pros column would outweigh all objections. boys are just boys after all, but sometimes girls really seem to be the turn of a pale wrist, or the sudden jut of a hip, or a clutch of very dark hair falling across a freckled forehead. i’m not saying that’s what they really are. i’m just saying sometimes it seems that way, and that those details (a thigh mole, full face flush, a scar the precise shape and size of a cashew nut) are so many hooks waiting to land you. in this case, it was those bangs, plush and dramatic; curtains opening on to a face one would queue up to see. all women have a backstage, of course, of course. labyrinthine, many-roomed, no doubt, no doubt. but you come to see the show, that’s all i’m saying. (from zadie smith’s ‘the girl with bangs’)
 
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July 10, 2009
suicideblonde:
Liquid Echo by Elena Kalis

suicideblonde:

Liquid Echo by Elena Kalis
 
July 10, 2009
“It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now—girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and I accept lostness forever.
—Jack Kerouac”
 
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July 1, 2009
zvirbliux:
Freja Beha ir Heidi Mount. Chanel. Fotografas Karlas Lagerfeldas.

zvirbliux:

Freja Beha ir Heidi Mount. Chanel. Fotografas Karlas Lagerfeldas.
 
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July 1, 2009
theslyestfox:
 FFFFOUND!
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June 26, 2009
suicideblonde:

thecellardoor:
GPOYWspecial guest appearance by grainy webcam

a) DAMN GURL b) pick earring, me likey c) DAMN GURL

suicideblonde:

thecellardoor:

GPOYW
special guest appearance by grainy webcam

a) DAMN GURL b) pick earring, me likey c) DAMN GURL

 
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June 26, 2009
bohemea:

David Bowie
I love when people rest their chin on their fist and contemplate.

bohemea:

David Bowie

I love when people rest their chin on their fist and contemplate.