a litte place where my mind can wonder
“I bred her in my bones, and I love her passionately. I love her not for her breasts, her buttocks or her knees but for her mind. It is inscrutable. She is like a poem. She may marry someone else, and so may I, but we will always be drawn back to each other.”
-R.B
This peng’s hustlin while all dem other pengs be sleepin. Young money sonny.
There are not even things better than this photograph.
(Which I found at this very nice link that was surprisingly really joy-making.)
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Screw you, Jenny.
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(by James R.D. Scott)
Modigliano, Amedeo (Italian, 1884-1920) - Young Woman with a Ruff - 1915 (by *Huismus)
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Ok, I just GASPED and put my hand over my mouth when I saw this picture, which, I’ve read, is basically the same reaction she provoked in real life.
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