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#billieweston #dubmarine #blackmilk  (Taken with instagram)

#billieweston #dubmarine #blackmilk (Taken with instagram)

instagraming my bitch #billieweston #blackmilk (Taken with instagram)

instagraming my bitch #billieweston #blackmilk (Taken with instagram)

New York, 1922. The tempo of the city had changed. The buildings were higher, the parties were bigger, the morals were looser, and the liquor was cheaper. The restlessness approached hysteria. 

(Source: ladywholock, via orbitingasupernova)

The Great Gatsby- 2012

My Birthday party will hopefully resemble this.

(Source: crissconcubine)


”[…] the eyes of Doctor TJ Eckleburg, whose irises are like one yard high. They’re just these disembodied, unblinking eyes that see everything below them. Like they don’t have arms to catch you, or legs to chase you down; they can’t punish you or kill you…but Dr. TJ Eckleburg’s eyes see everything.” [x] 

”[…] the eyes of Doctor TJ Eckleburg, whose irises are like one yard high. They’re just these disembodied, unblinking eyes that see everything below them. Like they don’t have arms to catch you, or legs to chase you down; they can’t punish you or kill you…but Dr. TJ Eckleburg’s eyes see everything.” [x

(Source: groovymuttations)

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