Bridgette. Hawthorne, Ca.

Tierney Gearon

After women, flowers are the most divine creations.
- Christian Dior

David Bowie: Ziggy Stardust in New York City, by Leee Black Childers.



Can you see her?
She spends her whole day in a theater
Livin her time in the life that she would prefer
& she stirs nothing, comes & goes she wishes
Surroundings oblivious to her whole existence
But if they only knew
About the thoughts that she can’t seem to stop from comin through
Comin’ across
At a loss for dialouge
Walkin through the fog
With her eyes closed & her mind gone
And now she lives in the films that she sees
And daydreams that she kills us repeatedly

(via last-place)