grow your hair
let your skin breathe
A burnt child loves the fire.
Oscar Wilde (via gebeine)
I always feel this pressure of being a strong and independent icon of womanhood, and without making it look my whole life is revolving around some guy. But loving someone, and being loved means so much to me. We always make fun of it and stuff. But isn’t everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?
Julie Delpy, Before Sunrise & Before Sunset: Two Screenplays (via seulray)