Pure Poison – Page 7 – Threads and Tuneage

My Milkshake Brings All the Elves to the Yard

Limousine Eyelash Oh, baby with your pretty face Drop a tear in my wineglass Look at those big eyes See

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.

kiss me until i can no longer feel the pull of gravity until i am among the stars then i

I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due

10 December 2017

Body : Dead Dollz – Rompompom Leotard. ~ Available at The Liaison Collaborative {Dec 7 to Dec 30} Hairflowers :

Walking in clouds, so high in the sky, Surrounded by silence impenetrably loud. Higher ever higher where the Eagles fly,

I love these chairs by Nutmeg at Shiny Shabby. They are so vintagely awesome and beautifully textured. JIAN’s Danes have

This is a translation of a French poem by Paul Éluard, a French surrealist poet who wrote between and during

I am an explorer by birth. There is something deep in side my soul that causes me to have perpetual

I just binged watched The Handmade’s Tale and this setup reminded me of a darker version of the Jezebels episode,

The Hair Fair is winding down this weekend and closes sometime tomorrow. You still have time to find some of

9 July 2017