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Raspberry Colored Cosmic Dawn
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… and the weight of the earth is pressed to my ribs.

— Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via wavingtovirginia)

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poopshitaids:

Claude Monet , Sunset at Pourville (Coucher de soleil à Pourville), 1882

poopshitaids:

Claude Monet , Sunset at Pourville (Coucher de soleil à Pourville), 1882

justabitunlikely:

DRESS LIKE YOUR FAVORITE FISH

throwback ya ya ya….that wasn’t a whole damn year ago, was it?

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I want to be around people that do things. I don’t want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people that dream and support and do things.
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elenamorelli:

{ because the night belongs to us }
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ezra koenig, feb 2014

did you know I met him this month in new york i did i really did

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The dead appear to us in dreams," said Julian, "because that’s the only way they can make us see them; what we see is only a projection, beamed from a great distance, light shining at us from a dead star…

— Donna Tartt, The Secret History (via liveathousandlives)

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