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johnsonshelby1 · 4 months
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fashion-boots · 5 months
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Robyn in boots by Pretty Little Things
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fuck top and bottom who’s pretty little things (right) and who’s tongues and teeth? (left)
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left side:
“Oh, I will ruin you”
“I will only break your pretty things
I will only wring you dry of everything
But if you're fine with that…”
right side:
“And maybe you're right, and maybe I have been ruined”
“But maybe I'm the one who's right
Maybe you will prove why
Women like me never fall for pretty little things”
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do-you-like-this-song · 6 months
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Found another fallen bird's nest in my yard, not quite as tiny as the last one.
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nyxtalksmusic · 1 year
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There are lessons in life no one should have to learn But trust is now something I make people earn
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Marie Ducruet || Pretty Little Things
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darlingdawnvintage · 1 year
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1940’s - 1950’s • Sleepwear • Robes • Slips • Bed Jacket • See my Etsy shop link 💫
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jesterofwords · 1 year
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Daily Crane Wives Quotes #4:
"I know a trick to make a man's colors show:
If he sees something he wants, tell him no"
-Pretty Little Things, The Crane Wives
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ladyofthenile · 5 months
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Archived rimisa
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johnsonshelby1 · 4 months
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scuffymud · 1 year
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Dusk
I think one of the prettiest times of day is right after sunset. When the top of the sky is the pale blue of those little forget me not flowers and the bottom fades to the deep calming blue of the blue gentian flowers. When the sky is filled with promise of the stars that have yet to reveal themselves to the world.
When the shadows steadily grow longer until the they join together into the night and the moon appears to grow more and more bright as her presence becomes known. She was always there watching, as we scurry around are busy lives. We rarely take the time to truly appreciate the moment of change when the day gives out to the night. When Apollo’s golden chariot has just landed in the soft grass after finishing his climb over the sky and the world let’s out a breath of relief that it did not know it was holding as it settles in for the night. I feel as if the world is smiling down at me, telling me everything will be okay. I feel seen. The world grieves the change that is being made from day to night as she celebrates. She remembers the day and all it’s challenges and successes and failures. And she grieves the mistakes made and the fact that another day passed that can’t be brought back.
and yet the world is laughing when she opens her arms wide to the growing night sky as tears stream down her cheeks.
She welcomes all of her children to her side and smiles down on all of them. “You have done well,” She says. “You have lived.”
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tim84 · 2 years
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My living room in Paris 13th, France 🇫🇷
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A sunny Saturday morning…
Still.
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tangor-andrena · 4 months
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jointpainfaggot · 4 months
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Thinking about her
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darlingdawnvintage · 1 year
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New in the Shop ✨Darling Vintage Robes • Bed Jacket • Slips in shades of Blue ✨1940’s - 1950’s ✨more coming next week as well! See my Etsy link to shop
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