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Photography: Marla Singer PhotographyStyle and MUA: Kiber AistėHair style: Robeen SnapBackMuse: Rugilė JasiulionytėClothes: Liucija KvasyteUgnė Martinaitytė Kiber Viber AistėAccessories: Ingra MilerProduction: Milda Chamė VyšniauskaitėAssistant: Jorge Montoro Cano
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marlasingerphotography:

CLEO

Photography: Marla Singer Photography
Style and MUA: Kiber Aistė
Hair style: Robeen SnapBack
Muse: Rugilė Jasiulionytė
Clothes: Liucija KvasyteUgnė Martinaitytė Kiber Viber Aistė
Accessories: Ingra Miler
Production: Milda Chamė Vyšniauskaitė
Assistant: Jorge Montoro Cano

More on

https://www.facebook.com/marlasingerphotography

http://marla.lt/

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boobookittehslut:

This will pretty much always work with me.

boobookittehslut:

This will pretty much always work with me.

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Reblog if it is alright if I come to your blog and anonymously confess something to you.

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Tonight I listened to a voicemail you left me three months ago.
In it, you told me to go fuck myself.
I still remember that night.
I still remember those words rolling off your tongue so gracefully.
I remember wondering how someone so beautiful could be so cruel.

Two months ago I called you at three A.M.
I expected you to ignore it, or to send me to voicemail;
those were two of the things you were best at.
You answered and I felt my heart begin to race;
you probably thought it was because I missed you,
but truthfully it was because I didn’t expect you to answer,
and because I really had to pee.
I asked you how you were and you sat there quietly and confused.
It was like you forgot that I existed and that I was once a part of your life.
You told me “fine” and I smiled.
That was the last conversation we had.
I made sure to let go of you, and every negative word that was said, in a peaceful way.

Fast forward two months, and I still wonder how you are.
I still wonder how your dog is and if you’ve seen any good movies lately.
If you ever heard me say this, you’d probably blush like you used to whenever I said something sweet.
You’d probably think I think these things because I still love you, that I still want you.
But that is not the case.
You see, six months ago I was jumping through hoops to please you.
To make sure that you were happy before myself.
To make sure that I was the one causing your happiness.
But it is not six months ago.
It is now.
And now I simply remember you as a person I gave my soul to.
A person I told secrets to at 4am and fucked to feel a sense of closeness.
A person I loved, yes.
But it is not six months ago.
It is now, and now I miss you.
I miss the way you called randomly just to ask how my day was.
I miss the way you seemed to care, even if you didn’t.
I miss the friendship and the secrets and the stories.
And maybe one day things will be different.
Maybe you’ll call me on a Tuesday afternoon and ask how my day was.
These are the things I think about before my eyes slowly close and I am finally rewarded with sleep.
But for right now?
Go fuck yourself.

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This is so incredibly brilliant.

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radical-illusion:

1995 Kardashian’s 

radical-illusion:

1995 Kardashian’s 

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jennyfromthesock:

“i found your tumblr”

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cakekrust:

KEEP!!!! YOUR!!!!! BLACK!!!!! CATS!!!!! INSIDE!!!! TOMORROW!!!!!
It’s Friday the 13th and there are horrible evil people out there that kill/injure black cats for superstitious reasons. Please keep your cuties safe.