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Most importantly, if you can at all avoid it, don’t be normal. Strive, burn and do everything you can to avoid being the industry standard. Even the highest industry standard. Be greater than anything anyone else has ever dreamed of you. Don’t settle for pats on the back, salary increases, a nod-and-a-smile. Instead, rage against the tepidness of the mundane with every fiber of whatever makes you, you. Change this place.
Long time been looking for this.

Long time been looking for this.

classyfabulous:

#lastweekend

classyfabulous:

#lastweekend

classyfabulous:

Carrie: I’m looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can’t-live-without-each-other love

classyfabulous:

D’Arline,

I adore you, sweetheart … It is such a terribly long time since I last wrote to you — almost two years but I know you’ll excuse me because you understand how I am, stubborn and realistic; and I thought there was no sense to writing. But now I know my darling wife that it is right to do…

A beautiful woman is a beautiful woman, but a beautiful woman with a brain is an absolutely lethal combination.
Prabal Gurung  (via dolces)

classyfabulous:

D’Arline,

I adore you, sweetheart … It is such a terribly long time since I last wrote to you — almost two years but I know you’ll excuse me because you understand how I am, stubborn and realistic; and I thought there was no sense to writing. But now I know my darling wife that it is right to do…

You build your world around someone, and then what happens when he disappears? Where do you go – into pieces, into atoms, into the arms of another man? You go shopping, you cook dinner, you work odd hours, you make love to someone else on June nights. But you’re not really there, you’re someplace else where there is blue sky and a road you don’t recognize. If you squint your eyes, you think you see him, in the shadows, beyond the trees. You always imagine that you see him, but he’s never there. It’s only his spirit, that’s what’s there beneath the bed when you kiss your husband, there when you send your daughter off to school. It’s in your coffee cup, your bathwater, your tears. Unfinished business always comes back to haunt you, and a man who swears he’ll love you forever isn’t finished with you until he’s done.
Alice Hoffman (via venebelle)

dearlittlegirl:

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Dear Little Girl,

Adjust your pigtails, my little love, tighten them, and brush the loose wisps of hair out of your face

Wash then dry your hands on the skirt of your dress

Crunch the last of the lollipop and toss the stick

Coz, honey, it’s fighting time.