All at once we were madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly in love with each other; hopelessly, I should add, because the frenzy of mutual possession might have been assuaged only by our actually imbibing and assimilating every particle of each other's soul and flesh. 


‎"Everything passes. Nobody gets anything for keeps. And that's how we've got to live." --Haruki Murakami


ph 1, 2: ina

it's summer and now that i've got all the time to do everything that i've been meaning to do (paint, read, run/go for long walks, blog etc.) i can't bring myself to do anything. please come back motivation. i want my lust for life back. i miss my girls back home. 


summer cravings

sandals from Whyred

silk camisoles from tibi

black leather skirt, acne

black leather shorts, chloe

suede fringe bag, silent by damir doma

the absolute perfect summer items! I just ordered look-a-likes of the black leather shorts and skirt from asos and urban outfitters!