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-Θεσσαλονίκη, Ιανουάριος (2020).
Peter Solarz
art blog(derogatory)
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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taylor price

Andulka

roma★

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almost home
Stranger Things
Xuebing Du
tumblr dot com
Misplaced Lens Cap
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
wallacepolsom

Discoholic 🪩
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Janaina Medeiros
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
hello vonnie
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@himaira
Πάντα τα πράγματα γίνονται όμορφα εκεί.
-Θεσσαλονίκη, Ιανουάριος (2020).
Bjôrk | ph. Stéphane Sednaoui
© Stéphane Sednaoui
Aidan Moesby
Les amours imaginaires (2010) dir. Xavier Dolan
Smart is attractive
Educate me on some shit I don’t know boo.
feeling safe with someone is so important to me
Για πάντα
Tallinn talisman
Like a stream of silver water running through your veins
you are water and you shall remain water.
She scares you sometimes, her will to forbid change
for she is frightened
but don’t avoid her, never avoid her, because she’s home and warmth,
remember when you told her?
She sat down and sang a lullaby and you regretted every moment you thought about drowning her,
letting the water consume you and be one with you,
letting yourself into her lungs, preventing her from breathing.
Come back.
Come back.
You rest your head at her neck, tiny strands of her hair sticking at your face and you are one again
not alone
never again alone
because she is here.
And if you had her for a moment, she’ll stay, you know she’ll stay.
A key lock in your pocket
a photo in your wallet
where’s she’s smiling
frozen in time, for you to cherish again and again.
And she’ll go away, she always does and always comes back for you
It’s all you’ve ever learnt, letting people go and pulling them close again,
pushing yourself forward, stepping through bones and broken glass to reach the top
Alone
And triumphant.
For you left her finally behind.
“If it rained all day long, wouldn’t that be great?”
Fallen Angels (1995) dir. Wong Kar-wai
call me by your name meets monet
soft marble sculptures appreciation post.
dude/babe it’s the same thing