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She kisses like a sweet devouring, and I don’t know where to touch her because I want all of her.

Will Grayson (via audreylostinparis). (via gypsystripper)

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“I wouldn't know what to do with [colour]. Colour to me is too real. It's limiting. It doesn't allow too much of a dream. The more you throw black into a colour, the more dreamy it gets… Black has depth. It's like a little egress; you can go into it, and because it keeps on continuing to be dark, the mind kicks in, and a lot of things that are going on in there become manifest. And you start seeing what you're afraid of. You start seeing what you love, and it becomes like a dream.” 

― David Lynch, Lynch on Lynch

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“There's a safety in thinking in a diner. You can have your coffee or your milkshake, and you can go off into strange dark areas, and always come back to the safety of the diner.” 

― David Lynch

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“My dick didn’t seem to be aware that she was there. She kept asking me what was wrong, and I was so out of it that I thought she meant what was wrong with the world, so I started talking about global poverty and shit. I’m not surprised she left. I suspect she won’t be coming back.”

Nikki Sixx (The Heroin Diaries: A Year In the Life of a Shattered Rock Star)

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Kimber baby, 1897

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Give me!

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The most perfect color that I just did! #lavenderhair #pastel #violet #stylist #tribecacolorsalon @tribecacolorsalon

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Witching hour (no weaves)

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#redlightdistrict #amsterdam #holland #netherlands #europe #sex (Taken with Instagram at Redlight District, Amsterdam)