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uroko:
Baie de Disko
(Source: Flickr / marmontel, via awomaninscience)
samuelshepardrogers:
“Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday. It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life.” — Marilynne Robinson, Gilead (via wordscanbeenough)
“Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday. It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life.”
— Marilynne Robinson, Gilead (via wordscanbeenough)
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jinxproof:
“Go-Sees” (1998-99) | © Juergen Teller
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reverieparisienne:
Photo: @tuffcarol
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dyingenigma:
Cha Cha Real Smooth (2022) dir. Cooper Raiff
crazystonergirl:
“I swear to you that to think too much is a disease, a real, actual, disease” - Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes From Underground
“I swear to you that to think too much is a disease, a real, actual, disease”
- Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes From Underground
theclassicsreader:
Why is the measure of love loss?— Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body
Why is the measure of love loss?
— Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body
birdasaurus:
https://www.instagram.com/axtonlambert/
Tayana Yarkaya
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derangedrhythms:
part of your heart / Aches in my breast;Edna St. Vincent Millay, Renascence; from ‘Interim’
part of your heart / Aches in my breast;
Edna St. Vincent Millay, Renascence; from ‘Interim’
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