“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
The sexual tension between two people when one of them says “make me”
Mira is a divine creation
How about a kiss, Saumensch?: I married the piano player because I deserved to. I deserved his music...
I married the piano player because I deserved to. I deserved his music more than I deserved anything in my life. I fell in love with the piano player because he didn’t know words and I couldn’t make music. I moved in with the piano player because there was nothing better than Tchaikovsky at two in the morning or Rachmaninoff at the height of the afternoon. I dated the piano player because of the fantastical visions I had of myself reading atop his piano as he played the keys. He would strike the keys and then use those fingers to write songs along my skin, the notes he conducted drifting off my back or calf and playing in the air. I kissed the piano player so that I could communicate with him without words and he could communicate with me without music. I wanted the piano player because he was a quiet boy with a drum in his heart and an orchestra for a soul. I saw the piano player and knew that nothing would ever be the same again.
(Source: persephine, via copyist)
Margot and Richie Tenenbaum speed paintings x blind drawings
I don’t want to be
your entire world, no.
I would be happy
just to be your morning coffee,
your hanging car keys,
but if lost throws off
your entire day.
(Source: lucyquin, via fashionfever)
why do we call periods “periods” when we can call them something cooler like “bloodstain fever”
or ”the crimson horror”
are u guys okay