She's got a fake id
"He asked, ‘What makes a man a writer?’ ‘Well,’ I said, ‘it’s simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.’" —Charles Bukowski (via fawun)

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jalousie:

Forever love
bienenkiste:

Givenchy by Alexander McQueen Spring/Summer 1997 backstage
"Love breaks my bones and I laugh" —Charles Bukowski

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poopstainedversace:

“lee was here” featuring julia nobis shot by joachim mueller ruchholtz for dansk magazine fall/winter 2010
miel-doux:

so beautiful
gold-luxe:

this is so cool!
"Every season there comes a conversation with Tim on his ideas for upcoming stories. Tim is going to suspend a model on a giant hook; float a bathroom in the sea; paint various animals in pastel shades; attach a bed to the top of a classic car and then drive it; a roomful of rabbits; a tree in a house, a horse in a house. Then it dawns on you: How on earth is all of this going to be accomplished? Eventually, somehow, it all comes to fruition…" —Andrew Thomas, excerpt from Tim Walker: Pictures 

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We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.
The Virgin Suicides | Jeffrey Eugenides
zaichika:

Guinevere Van Seenus for The Face November 1999.
tuileries:

Georg Jensen S/S 2013 ad, photographed by Tim Walker.

Outtake of Kate Moss by Kate Garner:
“She turned up for the shoot wearing a very small denim mini skirt, her boyfriend’s underpants (she hadn’t been home from the night before) and a little vest top. She managed to look adorable and chic … the hat and sweater picture was later in the day. Prob the second cigarette and cup of tea in a local cafe.”
"We only write about two feelings: one is the first day of summer when you and all of your friends are standing on the edge of a cliff watching the sun set and being overcome with all of your hopes and dreams at once. The other is when you’re walking alone in the rain and realize you will be alone forever." —The Drums 

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