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atavus: Juan Gatti
eats beets
love to the poet
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my friends deserve better than me as a friend anyway
this bird has flown
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Forms in space.
a-l-ancien-regime: Books and musical instruments Jan VERMEULEN Oil on wood
I just want to kiss the moon I don’t know I can’t think straight, I have a bit of a headache, or more like brainache. I just really, really, realllly feel like kissing the moon. I cannot put into words how much I want to. But I’ll
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Teenagers on a movie date night, 1957
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Hell I will even fall in love with the fact somebody’s wisdom teeth are pulled out. I fall in love with things about people too much but never people, i think. either that or i love them way too much.
mixed emotions club
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My face is not the type that an artist would draw. I guess that makes me feel kind of sad. But part of me is glad that I can be the one to draw the faces that can be drawn. I just long to find someone who would let me.
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Who's gonna love you when you're dead?
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my soul color keeps fluctuating between violet and a black. always with a tint of gray.
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raveneuse: Bas Jan Ader Broken Fall (Organic)
matitya: David Agenjo
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one trick phony
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Educate Yourself
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“I will always miss you.”
School is cruel and unusual punishment for the unsociable.
Angel
Samodivas are commonly depicted as ethereal maidens with long loose hair, sometimes also with wings (samovilas). They are dressed in a shirt and a gown, and have a green belt and a sleeveless jacket on, their garments decorated with feathers by means
all the people i’ve ever truly loved were artists in some regard. artists meaning the writing they produced was art to me. or their drawings. or even their thoughts. but most definitely, all of their souls were art.
fight life with life
silentology: untitled by andreea preda on Flickr.
Worse Than Nicotine
idiot
if im not okay by the time i get home im drowning myself in the bathtub everything about this life is so unnatural and i mean everyinthg
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ghostglrl: practice drawing hands
wasbella102: Cupid with His Wings on Fire, Le Louvre: Nan Goldin
Adventure is out there!
showslow: Alvaro Arteaga: Home is where the heart is Frequent passenger
anatinus: Green Trees by photosbysomeguy on Flickr.
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nevver: Camo
all-thelovely-blog: ►CubaGallery
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