pleoros:

Guy Sargent - What Lies Beneath the Surface, 2006-2011
pleoros:

Guy Sargent - What Lies Beneath the Surface, 2006-2011
pleoros:

Guy Sargent - What Lies Beneath the Surface, 2006-2011
pleoros:

Guy Sargent - What Lies Beneath the Surface, 2006-2011

pleoros:

Guy Sargent - What Lies Beneath the Surface, 2006-2011

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funnyordie:

So Far, This Fifth Grader’s Diary Entry is the Most Punk Rock Thing Ever

Nothing screams punk like i’s dotted with hearts.

"But if the Dead Kennedies do not like the man so don’t I." Is there a single-tear emoticon? —Lars


Marine Vacth shot by Laurent Humbert, 2014
Marine Vacth shot by Laurent Humbert, 2014

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saloandseverine: Vogue US August 2014, Mixed Media. Fei Fei Sun by Mikael Jansson

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historiful:


“Do not be so bloody vulnerable. To hell with God damned “L’Amour.” It always causes far more trouble than it is worth. Don’t run after it. Don’t court it. Keep it waiting off stage until you’re good and ready for it and even then treat it with the suspicious disdain that it deserves […] I am sick to death of you waiting about in empty houses and apartments with your ears strained for the telephone to ring. Snap out of it, girl! [Living] does not consist of staring in at other people’s windows and waiting for crumbs to be thrown to you. You’ve carried on this hole in corner, overcharged, romantic, unrealistic nonsense long enough…”
-Noël Coward, in a letter to Marlene Dietrich, c. 1956.

Actress Marlene Dietrich (1901-1992), in Morocco, 1930. 

historiful:

Do not be so bloody vulnerable. To hell with God damned “L’Amour.” It always causes far more trouble than it is worth. Don’t run after it. Don’t court it. Keep it waiting off stage until you’re good and ready for it and even then treat it with the suspicious disdain that it deserves […] I am sick to death of you waiting about in empty houses and apartments with your ears strained for the telephone to ring. Snap out of it, girl! [Living] does not consist of staring in at other people’s windows and waiting for crumbs to be thrown to you. You’ve carried on this hole in corner, overcharged, romantic, unrealistic nonsense long enough…”

-Noël Coward, in a letter to Marlene Dietrich, c. 1956.

Actress Marlene Dietrich (1901-1992), in Morocco, 1930. 

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