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The Stonewall Inn
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Love Begins
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Phantogram Three
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The Bowery Presents
Fieri Frames
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Interview Vampire Daily
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@hallbicoccayep-blog
Ho letto la tua ultima risposta, pensi davvero tanto. E ti fai tanti problemi, cercando "casa". Mi piace pensare che ci siano persone così pensierose,mi fa' sentir meno solo.
A quando risale questo messaggio?
But you will survive, only you must not hurry yourself. Grieving, mourning takes time, it has to change slowly from turbulence to calm flowing.
Martha Gellhorn, from Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn (via weltenwellen)
Lunar
by pureblindingcolour
Ma perché arrivi (intendo un amore autentico, onesto e sano) la cosa migliore è non pensarci troppo, non invocarlo. Altrimenti ci si inganna. Si mette la maschera dell'amore sul primo e più rozzo dei volti.
Irène Némirovsky, Il colore del sangue (via luomocheleggevalibri)
It comes so soon, the moment when there is nothing left to wait for.
Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time (via evadethevoid)
Oh little girl be hot and cold and think for yourself. / That’s all I ask.
Alice Notley, from “Cuticle,” Culture of One (via lifeinpoetry)
Moon
by pureblindungcolour
Nice to see this one again in the light of the super moon just passing
Opus II Nº 40 1961
Antonio Areal
Francis Picabia - Sous les Oliviers
It is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
Jorge Luis Borges, A New Refutation of Time (via wordsnquotes)
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skys from pain. Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?
Wish You Were Here, Pink Floyd
But I had become a different person. One who looked at things in a new way. I appreciated life a whole lot more than I had last year.
Keary Taylor, What I Didn’t Say (via weltenwellen)
(via but does it float)
You don’t know? We were all told we’d be something and some of us believed it, and we believed it so much, we did nothing, and so we never became anything.
pleasefindthis, The Nothings We Made From Somethings (via weltenwellen)