January 2012
45 posts
And what costume shall the poor girl wear to all...
“Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember,...”
– Franz Kafka (via herzeleid)
“I knew that I was dying.
something in me said, go ahead, die, sleep, become as...”
– Charles Bukowski (via periferie)
“There is no beauty in sadness. No honor in suffering. No growth in fear. No...”
– Katerina Stoykova Klemer (via misswallflower)
... till eventually Chloe decides to seduce... →
L’amour l’après-midi (1972)
