Two February’s ago, all I wanted to do was sleep. I was anchored to my bed with the sadness I was letting myself drown in. Now, I daydream about surviving on 3 hours of sleep, I dread going to bed, I keep my eyes open as long as I can. My heart sinks when the sun sets, I crave daylight; I’ve fallen in love with being alive.

— Madisen Kuhn, January 18, 2014 journal entry (via bunny-gal)
the60sbazaar:

Mick Jagger 
jobe-toenail:

untitled on Flickr.
marthaivers:

Elizabeth Taylor painting on a hill, June 1947
carllindstrom:

Aeschlea (i)
vogueltalia:

ph Hedi Slimane