©yama-bato,2013
hello vonnie
noise dept.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
styofa doing anything
taylor price
KIROKAZE

JVL
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

if i look back, i am lost
Cosimo Galluzzi

oozey mess
Show & Tell
Cosmic Funnies
Sweet Seals For You, Always

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Today's Document

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Three Goblin Art
art blog(derogatory)

pixel skylines

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@hushmeup
©yama-bato,2013
the blue umbrella, a short film.
She asked, ‘you are in love, what does love look like?’ To which I replied, ‘like everything I’ve ever lost came back to me.’
Nayyirah Waheed (via align)
traffic
This is the kind of traffic where an ambulance carrying a heart attack victim might as well turn around and head to the crematorium.
The Project Twins
by Alex Hi-Fidelity
daido moriyama's photography
gustav klimt
Klimt Secession Bethoven FRIEZE
sand faces
ISMAIL KADARE - VINTAGE CLASSICS
Winner of the 2005 International Man Booker, Albanian writer Ismail Kadare has been subject to much controversy due to his ambiguous relationship to the brutal dictatorship of Enver Hoxha. This series was developed as much to reflect the complex societies within Stalinist Albania, as the historical allegories and Balkan myth imagined by Kadare.
Nothing fixes a thing so intently in the memory as the wish to forget it.
Michel de Montaigne (via itscindynodoubt)
Writing does not cause misery, it is born of misery.
Montaigne (via tarforme)
My life has been full of terrible misfortunes most of which never happened.
Michel de Montaigne, Essays (via januarygreenshawe)
To begin depriving death of its greatest advantage over us, let us adopt a way clean contrary to that common one; let us deprive death of its strangeness, let us frequent it, let us get used to it; let us have nothing more often in mind than death… We do not know where death awaits us: so let us wait for it everywhere.
Montaigne (via naranjaoraculo)