BABE CITY, AMERICALAND

East Coast Prep. West Coast Grunge. Yours Truly, Miss Moira Ashley Therese Miller.

“I hope
you never
regret me.”

—   5:00 p.m. (Please don’t ever think of me as a mistake)

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Grace Kelly at the prince’s palace during the ceremony of receiving wedding gifts, 1956

Grace Kelly at the prince’s palace during the ceremony of receiving wedding gifts, 1956

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The Smoking Prophets

They live in the empire of ashes

Behind the bushes of normalcy

Where words are spoken through glances of the eyes

And kisses are passed through nervous fingertips

I wish you were here at night

I long for you here at night

The Smoking Prophets

Who’s sadness weighs them down so they don’t blow away

Like the borrowed cigarette butts tampering across the asphalt

That’s pressing into her bare thighs

Making maps across the sacred area forgotten by two

We were born with the wind in our hair

He was born with the wind in his hair

me sexting

boy:

what u wearin? ;)

me:

Prada spring/summer 2013 fur coat with daisy appliqué and archive Margiela tabi boots

“There’s nothing harder
than putting yourself
back together every morning”

—   wtm, ten word poem (via wordscanbeenough)

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lancer-lace:

No apologies.

lancer-lace:

No apologies.

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nastygal:

The Art of the Trench

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