out of the ash i rise with my red hair and i eat men like air

hellfire and holy water

[bluehome91]

Villa Medicea di Lilliano - Florence, Tuscany

[equetus]

[thedudeleftthebuilding-deactiva]

[bruwho]

@ivanagibson

[bruwho]

seen at @lapetitevannetaise

[bruwho]

@lucie.rose.mahe

[bruwho]

seen at @starsouls_

[grandparentcore]

I will forever love simple, domestic things let’s bake together, go grocery shopping, drive around, just spend time together

[bruwho]

@endlesslyloveclub

[bruwho]

@isabella_fiori

[bruwho]

@sienne_

[listentothestories]

[nomdelune]

“One of the strongest motivations for rereading is purely selfish: it helps you remember what you used to be like. Open an old paperback, spangled with marginalia in a handwriting you outgrew long ago, and memories will jump out with as much vigor as if you’d opened your old diary. These book-memories, says [William] Hazlitt, are “pegs and loops on which we can hang up, or from which we can take down, at pleasure, the wardrobe of a moral imagination, the relics of our best affections, the tokens and records of our happiest hours.” Or our unhappiest. Rereading forces you to spend time, at claustrophobically close range, with your earnest, anxious, pretentious, embarrassing former self, a person you thought you had left behind but who turns out to have been living inside you all along.”

— Anne Fadiman, Introduction to Rereadings (via chthonic-cassandra)

[livesunique]

Lednice Castle, Valtice, Czech Republic

[livesunique]

Palazzo Borromeo, Stresa, Isola Bella, Italy,

Massimo Listri Photography

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Augustusburg Palace, Brühl, North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany

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The Painted Hall, Old Royal Naval College, Greenwich, London SE10, England,

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