dellilahs
and you had every chance yet you destroyed everything that you know

violentwavesofemotion:

“My soul pours out without end, like melancholy water,”

Éphraïm Mikhaël, from Poems; “Florimond,” written c. January 1879

earthsiqn:

tumblr flagged a post of a girl eating berries so fruit is for whores now reblog if youre a fruit eating whore

lesliaisonsdemarieantoinette:

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Chanel Haute Couture Spring 2011