Discount Universe Spring 2019 Ready-to-Wear
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Amy Winehouse
:(
miss her so much
my love
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“Otheride” by Red Hot Chili Peppers
How long, how long, will I slide
Separate my side, I don’t
I don’t believe it’s bad
Slittin’ my throat
It’s all I ever
(via strawberryswisher)
“
I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.
Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima, Mon Amour (1959)
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“I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say, ‘Come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’”— Azra.T, “My Heart is Full of Open Windows” (via petrichour)
In this way, over hours, Marya Morevna ate her supper. The firelight dazzled her, the marrowy broth of the stew made her drunk, and Koschei’s low, inexorable voice, a voice like black tea, rose and fell like a ballad, lulling her, pulling at her, stroking her. Her mind chattered away, since her mouth could not:
What kind of bird are you really, under your skin? Are you truly the domoviye’s Papa? Likho’s brother? I am not fooled by you pretending Bessmertny is your surname! Likho taught me better than to think names are only names and mean nothing! Koschei the Deathless, that’s what it means, and that’s you, it must be you. But what does that mean for me now? What will you do with me?
–Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless
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