Life has always poppies in her hands. Of course, now and then things linger. I once wore nothing but violets all through one season, as a form of artistic mourning for a romance that would not die. Ultimately, it did die. I forget what killed it.
Life has always poppies in her hands. Of course, now and then things linger. I once wore nothing but violets all through one season, as a form of artistic mourning for a romance that would not die. Ultimately, it did die. I forget what killed it.
Motherfucker you can’t police me!
(by anabelnavarro)
Hello Good Morning Internet: I have a cat, Shake Weight® and PhotoShop … I’m going to look amazing.
Working out with your cat
(via doozy)
(Source: consultingasshole)
—(by Jack Toohey)
Mulberry Front Row
Lana Del Rey
sleeping fennec fox by kuz_t on Flickr.
There is beauty in the breakdown