BEDRAGGLED GHOST OF A SONNET.
pienoy:

by Jay Bing
08:32
shadesofrevolt: Thanks. I really enjoy your blog as well. And in regards to you moving to Seattle, that's great!. I live in Seattle, if you need a tour guide let me know.

wicked! thank you, kind sir.

13:33
shadesofrevolt: Your voice is great.

so kind, thank you! i was wandering through all things tagged seattle (i’ve been slightly obsessed since i’m moving there soon) and found myself transported to your wonderful space. dig it. take care!

lavandula:

alexander mcqueen spring/summer 2007
herblues:

Baby, baby, baby.
16:58"Often when I imagine you
your wholeness cascades into many shapes.
You run like a herd of luminous deer
and I am dark, I am forest." — Rilke, The Book of Hours I

(Source: frenchtwist)

wine-loving-vagabond:


Leonor Fini and Leonora Carrington, 1952 - by Denise Colomb 
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16:42
sregityrrebpsar: a month ago i had a child, and up until two months ago we were still completely up in the air about what to call her; i've been following you for years, starting from flickr onto blogspot and - anyway, i guess that's weird (you're just enchanting okay) - but once, my fiancee suggested "zoe noelle?", honestly i considered it, because it is a beautiful name, but i couldn't do it (we named her selah mareigh [eventually]).

oh my goodness, my heart <3 how darling! though, i must say i am slightly relieved that you did not purely for the child’s sake. so strange, though. the name you have bestowed her is most lovely. thank you for the flattery, xo.


I could no longer play I could not play by instinct, Francesca Woodman, 1977.
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