“Schmendrick: If we run away then all the unicorns of the world will remain prisoners forever except one. And she will grow old and die. Amalthea: Everything dies! I want to die when you die. [looks at Lir] Amalthea: I’m no unicorn, no magical creature. I’m a woman, and I love you, Lir. Don’t let… Continue reading Last Unicorn – Inspiration Dec ArisAris/ B&W
“I heard a story once — as a matter of fact, I’ve heard a lot of stories in my time. They began with the sound of a tinny piano playing in a parlor downstairs…” December Round of Inspiration SL – Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall, 18th Dec – 8th January. Limo here Credits: Body: Belleza… Continue reading As time goes by…Inspiration December
My Hiatus days are gone so I am back to regular blogging. I will not tell you everything I did in these last weeks but I will tell you how I felt. It scared the hell out of me the multitude of feelings all down on me at the same time. It was interesting to… Continue reading Hushhhhh, Hushhhhhh
“if, in the beginning, there were so few people on the face of the earth, and now there are so many, where did all those new souls come from?” The answer is simple. In certain reincarnations, we divide into two. Our souls divide as do crystals and start, cells and plants.” Our soul… Continue reading Why, when and especially how
Loving You Loving you Means that I give you my heart My love, my whole self; You’ll always come first Before anything else Loving you Means that I give you my faith My trust, my confidence; I promise to always be true To be loyal, to be honest Loving you Means you’re a… Continue reading Loving you…..
L’amour est l’emblème de l’éternité, il confond toute la notion de temps, efface toute la mémoire d’un commencement, toute la crainte d’une extrémité. Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time, effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end. Madame de Staël Credits Catwa Head Jessica Belleza Mesh Body Outfit Overall French Vintage Couture – Suny Overralls – Brown Boots BM… Continue reading Redneck Woman
“Friday, July 12. Too excited.|Too much energy, took off from work early, and danced, and danced. And danced. Six months and he’s already a part|of my every breath, my every thought. He’s everything|i ever dreamed of. A fairy tale Prince. If an hour|goes by without hearing his voice, i’m lost. Adrift.|I’ve surrendered to his… Continue reading Red High Heels