old soul song
divinefruit:

Natalia Vodianova in “Into The Woods” photographed by Mert Alas and Marcus Piggott, Vogue, September 2009

divinefruit:

Natalia Vodianova in “Into The Woods” photographed by Mert Alas and Marcus Piggott, Vogue, September 2009

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Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?

Answer.
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.

- O Me! O Life!, Walt Whitman

Be cunning, and full of tricks.

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galtenoble:

I will keep you from all harm

galtenoble:

I will keep you from all harm

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kylejthompson:

untitled - Kyle Thompson

kylejthompson:

untitled - Kyle Thompson

Time for some thrilling heroics.

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Marion Cotillard - Grazia France - May 2014

Marion Cotillard - Grazia France - May 2014

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All those men were there inside,
when she came in totally naked.
They had been drinking: they began to spit.
Newly come from the river, she knew nothing.
She was a mermaid who had lost her way.
The insults flowed down her gleaming flesh.
Obscenities drowned her golden breasts.
Not knowing tears, she did not weep tears.
Not knowing clothes, she did not have clothes.
They blackened her with burnt corks and cigarette stubs,
and rolled around laughing on the tavern floor.
She did not speak because she had no speech.
Her eyes were the colour of distant love,
her twin arms were made of white topaz.
Her lips moved, silent, in a coral light,
and suddenly she went out by that door.
Entering the river she was cleaned,
shining like a white stone in the rain,
and without looking back she swam again
swam towards emptiness, swam towards death.

“ Some say fate is beyond our command, but I know better. Our destiny is within us. You just have to be brave enough to see it.” 

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djevojka:

Nika Goltz, The Little Mermaid 

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Di Farah

Please be my life

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