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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.

archaeoart:

Nebatean ruins of Mada’in Saleh, Saudi Arabia, circa 1960.

archaeoart:

Nebatean ruins of Mada’in Saleh, Saudi Arabia, circa 1960.

(via reportedsightings)

bartleby-company:

Thomas Orange

bartleby-company:

Thomas Orange

(Source: artradish, via reportedsightings)

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.

—Shakespeare (via lauren-carol)

(via endymiondreaming)

janusza:

“À nos amours” (To Our Loves) 1983 by Maurice Pialat

janusza:

“À nos amours” (To Our Loves) 1983 by Maurice Pialat

(Source: unejeunedemoiselle, via girlinlondon)

historicaltimes:

"Dances of Talysh people in Iran", ca.1933

historicaltimes:

"Dances of Talysh people in Iran", ca.1933

(via ghost-lilies)

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