‘My father warned me about men and booze, but he never mentioned a word about women and cocaine’: Tallulah Bankhead
my heart isn’t in this because even a girl knows how to do chivalry better than you do.
i’ve watched this back a million times since i first saw it. i’ve cried a zillion times. i hope one day i have something this beautiful.
I need to stop developing weird crushes on guys I don’t know, inappropriate crushes on guys I do know and lady crushes on girls who have boyfriends.
I also need to stop thinking about the fact that there is no place in your mouth that your tongue can sit comfortably, and that the voice that you think in isn’t your own voice. I’m also very aware that I’m breathing and blinking.
What the fuck is going on?
i need to stop having a lady crush on you ;)
i’ve honestly never been this happy and content. i mean sure, i’m still quite a way off from getting to where i’d like to be, but learning, making mistakes, making things from old clothes and buying new fabrics, ugh. i feel like i’ve finally found my purpose in life. i feel like yeah, i’m going to be good at this. this is where my life is supposed to go, and i want to make sure i do it right.
i never thought i’d say it, but my new best friend is my sewing machine. from now on, she shall be known as Vivienne. for obvious reasons…
pour yourself a glass of pinot noir, slip on a little silk robe and put this on, up loud. swish about your bedroom, wine glass in hand. honestly, who needs anything else in life but that moment? (i’m doing this right now.)
today has been the loneliest of days.
i always want you when i’m coming down.
slave to my machine, aided by some white wine.
