beauty, grace, class, glamour
beauty, grace, class, glamour

just gonna stand there and watch me burn

“THE CURE FOR ANYTHING IS SALT WATER: SWEAT, TEARS OR THE SEA”
-ISAK DINESEN
Don’t be afraid to dream and experiment

In her false witness, we hope you’re still with us,
To see if they float or drown
Our favorite patient, a display of patience,
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She’ll come back as fire, to burn all the liars,
And leave a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad
It’s so relieving
To know that you’re leaving as soon as you get paid
It’s so relaxing
To know that you’re asking wherever you get your way
It’s so soothing
To know that you’ll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
Frances Farmer Will Get Her Revenge On Seattle- Nirvana
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Non, rien de rien,
Non, je ne regrette rien,
Ni le bien qu’on m’a fait,
Ni le mal, tout ça m’est bien égal.
Non, rien de rien,
Non, je ne regrette rien,
C’est payé, balayé, oublié,
Je me fous du passé.
Avec mes souvenirs, j’ai allumé le feu,
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs, je n’ai plus besoin d’eux,
Balayées les amours, avec leurs trémolos,
Balayées pour toujours, je repars à zéro
Non, rien de rien,
Non, je ne regrette rien,
Ni le bien qu’on m’a fait,
Ni le mal, tout ça m’est bien égal.
Non, rien de rien,
Non, je ne regrette rien,
Car ma vie car mes joies,
Aujourd’hui, ça commence avec toi
“With modeling, you are judged on your looks. It’s easy to take that personally, but you have to realize that it’s only your appearance that’s being judged, not you as a whole. If you didn’t, you’d be destroyed.”
JESSICA STAM
I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is ‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle!
By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

~Rabindranath Tagore