What a nice night for an evening.

Places, Faces, Things to See.
Vintage, New, Broke and a cup of Tea ...with Two Sugars.


Everything is always ever evolving.
Halloween night out 2013 - Bambi’s dead mother. Check.

Halloween night out 2013 - Bambi’s dead mother. Check.

I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you.

—Elay Neal Moses (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via marie-de-paris)