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Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to
museums, and parks, and monuments,
and kiss you in every beautiful
place, so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting me
like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most
beautiful way possible.
And when I leave
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people. — Katrina, M.K., & Unknown (via psych-facts)
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joanna concejo: en cours / na warsztacie
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Old Scroll by WestLothian on Flickr.
.. (by ben///giles)
Printemps, 1938, The National Trust for Scotland
Valerius de Saedeleer
(Source: aquaticwonder, via random-brilliance)
(Source: transparent-flowers, via lostwithmargaret)
Street Spirit, a photo by Sarah Jarrett on Flickr.
It was the straying that found the path. — Austin Osman Spare (via tuyetnguyen)
(Source: m-nemona, via stellaresque42)
Grab my hand, let’s go.
(Source: erickimberlinbowley, via keyhole-peeker)
Searching For Spring by kayla coo on Flickr.