April 10, 2021

narkolepsey:

image
image

(via disraeligreas)

June 5, 2020

groupiesoutrageously:

“One night, unusually, Eric and I were going out, but I couldn’t decide what to wear. I was taking a very long time to do my makeup and hair, putting on one dress, then another and another, throwing them all into a pile on the floor. Poor Eric had been ready for hours and was waiting patiently. He was so sweet—at least, in the early days. The worst he would say if I annoyed him was, “You’re a silly clown.” While he waited for me he was in the sitting room, fiddling with his guitar. He went through phases in listening to music and at that time he liked a country singer called Don Williams. We talked about how beautifully simple his lyrics were, each song telling a story about everyday happenings. Eric had been thinking of writing something similar and had already worked on some music for it. Suddenly, as I was flinging dresses on and off, inspiration struck. When I finally got downstairs and asked the inevitable question, “Do I look all right?” he played me what he’d written: “It’s late in the evening; she’s wondering what clothes to wear. She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair. And then she asks me, “Do I look all right?” And I say, “Yes, you look wonderful tonight.””

Pattie Boyd, Wonderful Tonight: George Harrison, Eric Clapton, and Me (2007)

May 25, 2020

booksqouted:

“They say “time heals”, but even now … I know that’s a lie. What people really mean is that eventually you’ll get used to the pain. You’ll forget who you were without it; you’ll forget what you looked like without your scars.”

Claudia Gray, A Thousand Pieces of You

May 3, 2020

qvotable:

“We’re not who we used to be.”

— Harry Styles // Two Ghosts

May 3, 2020

isabclle:

HARRY STYLES FOR BEAUTY PAPERS

(via mothershroom-deactivated2021031)

May 3, 2020

goldenkissy:

FINE LINE AS MOVIE POSTERS (2/3)

May 3, 2020

sexatoxbridge:

image

April 29, 2020

vitruvians:

Seven Deadly Sins: A Playlist 

“I am the way into the city of woe,
I am the way into eternal pain,
I am the way to go among the lost.

Justice caused my high architect to move,
Divine omnipotence created me,
The highest wisdom, and the primal love.

Before me there were no created things
But those that last forever—as do I.
Abandon all hope you who enter here.” 

listen

(via lhzthepoet)

April 29, 2020

bnmxfld:

“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self-respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via bnmxfld)

(via lhzthepoet)

April 29, 2020

lovecherub:

““I feel like God; alone.”

— Dan Baucom
(via viperslang)

(via lhzthepoet)