wearing lace vintage clothes, reading spooky novels, staying alone in a big house with a large library, drinking lots of coffee, painting under the moonlight, being charming to your neighbors and listening to Chopin

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wearing lace vintage clothes, reading spooky novels, staying alone in a big house with a large library, drinking lots of coffee, painting under the moonlight, being charming to your neighbors and listening to Chopin
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Detail of Antonio Canova’s Psyche Revived by the Kiss of Love (1789).
A specimen of printing types and ornaments from the Baltimore Type Foundry - 1832 - via Internet Archive
Interior of Esterhazy Castle. Austria
http://mercurialmilk.tumblr.com/post/175154662047/
this is so mesmerizing...
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
- Friedrich Nietzsche.
solitude
around the world in 80 cities: liv, ukraine
untitled by Whitney Justesen on Flickr.
“Apollo e Dafne” in Galleria Borghese, Rome, Italy.
https://www.instagram.com/p/BhMnSY2nO6W/
Campiglia Marittima, Italy
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/589760513691344346/
“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.“
– Oscar Wilde