I thought I was snow white til I melted away

(Source: sexlirium, via knowluxe)

Still I want to be your lady..

I never thought I would be the kind of friend who got her friends coming over to her to get advice on how to dismiss a boy tactfully.

Written form is the only way I am full-fledged in the diplomatic sector.

So here I was dismissing a 52 year old man, a man my girlfriend knew she would have to meet again, so being direct with no possibility to misunderstand but still keeping it kind was of great importance.

I would agree if you told me  that is my best sector.

The reason for my consent would be that I know I can be really mean, and each time I am, I will be mean to a person with purpose which is even worse. I will let my words flow without thought - just current feeling. I know myself well enough to know when I am about to take a step too far. I also know it only happens when I let the feeling take a hold of me without thinking twice about the chosen words.

The only moments the sentiment ‘regret’ hits me.

So therefor, I would personally say being purposely nice to someone is easy. I am practising being nice to people everyday. I am practising giving my apology each time I fail through. 

Choosing your words carefully - oh, isn’t that the artform they call writing.

I am grateful that I got to help her out tonight. Thanks to all the, whoever made me good at this, for making my techniques in the process of dismissal to no longer be a process. Just a simple flow of words that will make you get the point quick but as soft as a cotton wrapped knife. 

Over and out. 

(Source: boobsnburgers, via nearmercury)


“Vincent van Gogh”, by John Peter Russell, 1886.
Van Gogh Museum, Amsterdam

(Source: all-that-we-perceive, via nearmercury)


more like this here x

(Source: dadyslittlegirlknowstartaparty)

(Source: zwrt, via nudityandflowers)

Detail of Jupiter and Io by Correggio

(Source: sandpapershoes, via almostgolden)


His Master’s Aim, 1922, Frank Califano

(via nouveauview)

Diorissimo’, illustration réalisée par René Gruau en 1956

(via nouveauview)

(Source: icatchgooddreams)

Oh yeah, right, I forgot to tell you… In one week I start Bikram yoga. Oh yeah, right, I forgot to tell you… I am scared too.

At midnight I order clothes from Acne without even noticing that I am still awake.

(Source: hnbw, via innocence-is-lost)

Fixed. theme by Andrew McCarthy