We live and breath word.
I’ve always loved Elizabeth Taylor and Audrey Hepburn and women who were classy and ageless. My grandmother was very much like that. She was a ballerina, so she always had this grace about her.
don’t let tumblr make you believe that
-smoking is cool
-being a narcissistic bitch is acceptable
-trusting nobody is healthy
-starving yourself will make you beautiful
-hating everybody is okay
- being mentally sick makes you more interesting
- hating yourself is cool
- belonging to a majority makes you a bad person
- you are not allowed to feel bad about your body
- you have to accept everyone despite their toxic views
a guy walked into the board room and said
"hi sweetheart if you could fix me up a coffee real quick im meeting with the regional reports manager in like five minutes, thanks darling"
and i just stared at him and coldly said
"i am the regional reports manager"
we are now twenty minutes into this board meeting and i dont think i’ve ever seen a man look so embarrassed and afraid in my whole life
“Perhaps death is not the hardest thing in a painter’s life… Looking at the stars always makes me dream, as simply as I dream over the black dots representing towns and villages on a map. Why, I ask myself, shouldn’t the shining dots of the sky be as accessible as the black dots on the map of France? Just as we take the train to get to Tarascon or Rouen, we take death to reach a star.”