Brauer, Niedballa and Staraztke, 1977


Brauer, Niedballa and Staraztke, 1977

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Beach Fossils - Clash the Truth

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High Highs - Milan

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by Viola Cangi

by lola.mgc

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by Katherine Squier

by Berta Pfirsich


At this moment, you mean everything
You in that dress, my thoughts I confess
Well, they’re dirty
Come on Eileen

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I think that perhaps the reason for my rather extended absence with the occasional sporadic post is proof that my life is going swimmingly for once. I’m no longer confined to the fantasies presented upon my dashboard to produce that once familiar sense of lust for something more. Reality is thoroughly satisfying me oddly enough.

Bradley by Ira Chernova on Flickr.

Bradley by Ira Chernova on Flickr.

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I want to rip off your logic and make passionate sense to you. I want to ride in the swing of your hips. My fingers will dig in you like quotation marks, blazing your limbs into parts of speech.
by Jeffrey McDaniel (via creepstache)

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It was so gorgeous it almost felt like sadness.
by Banana Yoshimoto, The Lake   (via de-licacy)

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