(you were right, B.)
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wahwahwah.
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Everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via jesseharding)
best summer cruising song, as far as i’m concerned.
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What my wrist is rocking today: Septum Pave Bracelet; Single Flame Cuff; Quad Serpent Cuff & Serpent Knot Cuff. Klaia Cage ring on my finger. Click on each for more information. (nails: Chanel in Pirate)
What I wouldn’t give to have lunch with Jen Altman. #kindredspirit
I’ve been informed that the house painters crushed part of the peony that grows by my parents’ garage, resulting in very few blooms this June. Why didn’t they just crush my heart while they were at it?
Watch your step.
When it comes to matters of love, it’s often platonic devotion that proves the most intimate and carries the most weight in one’s life. It’s the love stories of friendship, the decades-spanning, unbreakable connection to someone that stays around as lovers come and go. Yes, romantic love is an all-encompassing illness of the heart, but without a best friend to guide you, life becomes less tolerable. Cinema has long been awash in tales of romantic love, of course, but it’s rare to see a tale of love between two female best friends, especially one that genuinely shows what it is like to have that kind of soul mate, without whom everything else would be askew. But with Noah Baumbach’s latest film, Frances Ha, we see one woman’s journey of self-discovery, ignited by a fractured friendship.
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For daysss.
