Anonymous asked: do you plan on having kids?

9:45 pm  •  24 May 2012  •  1 note

natashanicole88:

Miguel - Vixon

This sexiness has been stuck in my head all day.

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7:52 pm  •  24 May 2012  •  78 notes

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7:48 pm  •  24 May 2012  •  1,084 notes

Do you have one? 

All the people I know irl have lame pinterests (with the exception of a few)…

Inbox me! :)

7:20 pm  •  24 May 2012  •  1 note

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7:09 pm  •  24 May 2012  •  56,957 notes

russiansnowqueen:

Photographed by Benny Horne for Vogue Russia, June 2012

7:19 pm  •  23 May 2012  •  56 notes

I want to take a blanket and a book underneath a beautiful tree, somewhere grassy and quiet. I want to curl up and delve into page after page, dog-earing each one containing a quote that speaks to me or makes me smile. I want to spend all day just reading, consuming the words of others and getting into each character’s heads, glimpsing inside their carefully created souls. I miss reading at least one book each week, I miss discovering new authors and new favorite characters that they’ve created so loving; so fleshed out I begin to feel as if I know them personally… It’s almost as if I could call them on the phone after the novel has finished just to see what’s new.  I miss picking apart characters with people who happen to be reading the same book, pointing out their character flaws and trying to decipher how the book will end without reaching the last page. I like learning who is someone’s favorite character and why they relate to them, I always feel like it says a lot about a person who they become most attached to in a novel.

I remember when I first started working and each paycheck I would divide up into savings, checking, and spending money which would inevitably be spent on books. Barnes and Noble always got a substantial chunk and I’d leave the bookstore with a full bag and an excited mind, I’d spend the drive home knowing that I’d read and take myself far away before falling asleep. Reading calms me, it’s one of the few things that can consistently slow down my worried thoughts and allows me to focus on only the words on the page in front of me. My favorite authors inspire me to write, new books make me look at things in a different light, and characters feel like close friends and make me sad when a book ends. I’m contemplating buying a Kindle, or some other reading device, maybe an iPad… But, somehow I feel that I am betraying books and the written words. It’s so much more beautiful to hold a book in your hand; the art and font on the cover that took careful consideration and the way it sits on your shelf waiting to be picked up again. 

7:06 pm  •  23 May 2012  •  2 notes

“This doesn’t compare to the feel of your skin.”

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7:47 pm  •  21 May 2012  •  9,634 notes

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7:42 pm  •  21 May 2012  •  15 notes

miyax:

Debussy, Clair de Lune

4:18 pm  •  21 May 2012  •  273 notes