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My Darling Buds of May.

'I close my eyes and try to peer into the future. On my left, I saw days upon days of lipstick and ticking clocks, dirty looks and quiet whisperings. And burning secrets that just won't ever die away. And on my right, what could I picture? The blue sky, the desert earth, stretching out into the eerie infinity. A beautiful never-ending nothing'

I like coffee and day dreaming about scenarios that would never actually happen. I sometimes write. But rarely.

Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high. Then life seems almost enchanted after all.

—Vincent van Gogh, in a Letter to Theo van Gogh (via camilla-macauley)

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The truth

in somali when we see injustice we say ‘dhiiga kuma dhaqaqo?’
which translates into ‘does your blood not move?’

Warsan Shire, water   (via thepeacefulterrorist)

(Source: goldensutures, via moroccanstateofmind)

carminagf:

Ophelia. James Sant

carminagf:

Ophelia. James Sant

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socialismartnature:




This sculpture by Issac Cordal in Berlin is called “Politicians discussing global warming.”

socialismartnature:

This sculpture by Issac Cordal in Berlin is called “Politicians discussing global warming.”

(via becular)

godsavethefrenchqueen:

Marie Antoinette soundtrack - Ceremony.

x.

Marie Antoinette (Sofia Coppola)

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Sometimes, carrying on, just carrying on, is the superhuman achievement.

—Albert Camus, The Fall (via portionsofeternity)

(Source: circumarticulation, via mehdimia)

I love you. I love you,
but I’m turning to my verses
and my heart is closing
like a fist.

—Frank O’Hara (via modernmethadone)

markdsikes:

Orange Tree

markdsikes:

Orange Tree

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