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[larmoyante]

I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.

Charlotte Green, You Say You Don’t Want A Boyfriend, But You Know That’s Not True (via larmoyante)

[wildsunshine]

[free-parking-blog]

Fabric drawings by Louise Bourgeois

[breanna-lynn]

“Let Her Go” - Passenger | Boyce Avenue feat. Hannah Trigwell (Acoustic Cover)

[beeslikehoney]

by lisacongdon http://bit.ly/1c1uhGo

[mugglenet]

"October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds among the staff and students. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid’s pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds."

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling (via lizavery)

[ablogwithaview]

Cobblestones and leaves? HURRAY. 

[breanna-lynn]

Be the one who nurtures and builds. Be the one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart. One who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them.

 Marvin J. Ashton (via breanna-lynn)

[tildaswinton]

Hogwarts Houses

[newblogisjacindaelena]

Southwold, England by Tess Smith-Roberts

[23-m]

[earl-greys-blog]

favorite artists: Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)  → Part 1 /→Part 2

"I dream my painting, and then I paint my dream."

[newblogisjacindaelena]

by crystal nastya

[seabois]

Most of our childhood is stored not in photos, but in certain biscuits, lights of day, smells, textures of carpet.

Alain de Botton (via fantasyparade)

[arsantiquis]

Chrysanthemums (detail), Claude Monet.

[newblogisjacindaelena]

by Millie Clinton

[larmoyante]

You’ll walk a city street that your feet have never touched before and you’ll be terrified of getting lost and that feeling is what’ll help you find the way home.

Azra Tabassum (via larmoyante)

[deactivated-blog]

Plants that wake when others sleep. Timid jasmine buds that keep their fragrance to themselves all day, but when the sunlight dies away let the delicious secret out to every breeze that roams about.

Thomas Moore  (via zenhumanism)