“I think I should have loved you presently,
And given in earnest words I flung in jest;
And lifted honest eyes for you to see,
And caught your hand against my cheek and breast;
And all my pretty follies flung aside
That won you to me, and beneath your gaze,
Naked of reticence and shorn of pride,
Spread like a chart my little wicked ways.
I, that had been to you, had you remained,
But one more waking frorn a recurrent dream,
Cherish no less the certain stakes I gained,
And walk your memory’s halls, austere, supreme,
A ghost in marble of a girl you knew
Who would have loved you in a day or two.”
Edna St. Vincent Millay (via dialogues)
“But when we sit together, close… we melt into each other with phrases. We are edged with mist. We make an unsubstantial territory.”
Bernard in The Waves, Virginia Woolf (via mypeterpancomplex) (via dialogues)
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Cindy Sherman… one of my favorite photographers.

retuta:

Cindy Sherman… one of my favorite photographers.
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Cindy Sherman.

charmingortedious:

Cindy Sherman.
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