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fotoarcade:“It’s what’s in yourself that makes you happy or unhappy.” - Agatha Christie, A Murder is

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“It’s what’s in yourself that makes you happy or unhappy.” - Agatha Christie, A Murder is Announced.
Model: @artmodelbrookelynne
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“I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.”― Virginia Woolf

“I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

Model: kessica_jelly

Styling: kessica_jelly

Headpiece: @luigi_vera911

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“It’s not the weight you carrybut how you carry it -books, bricks, grief -it’s all in the wayyou emb

“It’s not the weight you carry

but how you carry it -
books, bricks, grief -
it’s all in the way
you embrace it, balance it, carry it

when you cannot, and would not,
put it down.” - Mary Oliver

Rigging: pravda

Model: bM

July 2017


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“Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried

“Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.” ― Victor Hugo

August 2016


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“Still, what I want in my lifeis to be willingto be dazzled—to cast aside the weight of factsand may

“Still, what I want in my life

is to be willing

to be dazzled—

to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even

to float a little

above this difficult world.”

― Mary Oliver

Model: Jessica

August 2017


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“Think how you love me,’ she whispered. ‘I don’t ask you to love me always like th

“Think how you love me,’ she whispered. ‘I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember.’

You’ll always be like this to me.’

Oh no; but promise me you’ll remember.’ Her tears were falling. 'I’ll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there’ll always be the person I am tonight.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald,Magnetism

Model: Anastasia

November 2015


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“Now they were as strangers; worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted.” ― Jane A

“Now they were as strangers; worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted.” ― Jane Austen, Persuasion

Model and styling: Percolate

May 2017


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“We do not suffer by accident.” ― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice.This is a behind the scenes photo

“We do not suffer by accident.” ― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice.

This is a behind the scenes photo from my shoot this weekend. 

Model: percolate

May 2017


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“I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.” - Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice.

“I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.” - Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice. Model: Lillias Right


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“It was a mistake,“ you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for

“It was a mistake,“ you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.” ― David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary

November 2016


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“I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offenses at my beck than I have thoughts to put t

“I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offenses at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.” ― William Shakespeare, Hamlet. 

Model: Tilly McReese

March 2016


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“The feeling of abandonment overwhelmed me as I realized that no one had waited, or cared where I wa

“The feeling of abandonment overwhelmed me as I realized that no one had waited, or cared where I was.” ― Emily Williams, Letters to Eloise

January 2017


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“So we’ll just let things take their course, and never be sorry.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, Bened

“So we’ll just let things take their course, and never be sorry.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, Benediction. 

Model: Lillias 

September 2016


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“I was the owner of my own darkness.” ― Pablo NerudaModel: PercolateAugust 2015

“I was the owner of my own darkness.” ― Pablo Neruda

Model: Percolate

August 2015


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The marks are already fading. But we both know that it happened. It was a moment stolen. The most be

The marks are already fading. But we both know that it happened. It was a moment stolen. The most beautiful things often are.

Model: Lillias

September 2016


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“I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this wa

“I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I’m not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I’m not angry, either. I should be, but I’m not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.” ― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun.

October 2016


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“He is not a lover who does not love forever.” ― Euripides. Model: CarlottaMay 2016

“He is not a lover who does not love forever.” ― Euripides. 

Model: Carlotta

May 2016


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If I was ever myself, I wasn’t that day.Model: VauntMarch 2016

If I was ever myself, I wasn’t that day.

Model: Vaunt

March 2016


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She slowed down and reached inside to find that the world was as bright and empty as a Sunday aftern

She slowed down and reached inside to find that the world was as bright and empty as a Sunday afternoon.

Model: Carlotta

May 2016


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“If you wish to call me yours, then you will have to act as if you are mine. On the front of surrend

“If you wish to call me yours, then you will have to act as if you are mine. On the front of surrender, there is no middle ground.” ― Nenia Campbell, Star Crossed. 

Model: Vaunt

March 2016


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“If I’m sincere today, what does it matter if I regret it tomorrow?” ― José Saramago, Blindnes

“If I’m sincere today, what does it matter if I regret it tomorrow?”
José Saramago,Blindness

Model: Vaunt

March 2016


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