the eclipsed sister


petrole:

balenciaga fall winter 1998/99
the-front-row:

Pringle of Scotland fall/winter 2012
the-front-row:

Pringle of Scotland fall/winter 2012

Cosmetics are an extension of the will. Why do you think all men paint themselves when they go to fight? When I paint my eyes to match my soup, it is not because I have nothing better to do than worry over trifles. It says, I belong here, and you will not deny me. 

I’m waiting for your text that’s going to tell me that you won’t be able to make it tomorrow, again. *sigh* You have no idea how much I miss you now and how much I’m going to miss you when you’re gone.

My nipples could cut glass right now. So fucking cold

I miss Rafael. He’s so heartbreakingly sexy, it should be illegal.


/avant
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