Vampire Weekend – Step (4,918 plays)

diiscotechjuliet:

Step | Vampire Weekend

she’s richer than croesus

she’s tougher than leather

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The problem with having exes that had the same friends as you is that no matter how hard you try to delete them from everything, they always pop up on your screen if they comment on anything mutual. I don’t want to see that! I don’t want to be dragged down into bad memories of how awfully unfaithful and untruthful he was. That’s all changed now and I don’t need to rewind.

kidgarbage:

The Lover Crowned - Jean-Honoré Fragonard // Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado & Timbaland

kidgarbage:

The Lover Crowned - Jean-Honoré Fragonard // Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado & Timbaland

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throughascreendarkly:

Passion (Jean-Luc Godard, 1982)

throughascreendarkly:

Passion (Jean-Luc Godard, 1982)

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contentum:

anothersh0tatlife:

Laying around.

that bra is beautiful

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"

This is how you lose her.

You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

You must remember when she forgets.

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget.

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her.

"

Junot Diaz, This is How You Lose Her  (via katelouisepowell)

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Lovers by Marcel Mastenmiller

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"You’ve got an awfully kissable mouth."

F. Scott Fitzgerald, Bernice Bobs Her Hair  (via eyeohtah)

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stormtrooperfashion:

Josephine Skriver by Hasse Nielsen for Bon International, Fall/Winter 2011

stormtrooperfashion:

Josephine Skriver by Hasse Nielsen for Bon International, Fall/Winter 2011

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honest-babee:

Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours

honest-babee:

Secrets I have held in my heart

Are harder to hide than I thought

Maybe I just wanna be yours

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