Heaven

Will I'm girl in love almost everything HuH!!

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👍🏽 http://www.davidgilmourcinematickets.co.uk

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I can’t express how excited I am 😫. details

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[tiralatele]

[mordepv-deactivated20180117]

Coexist

[conallcd117]

this what i picture world peace looks like

[garbage-senpai]

This is where I want to be

[weezley]

Tiny woman in pink coat is literally me in 50 years

[fousheezy]

this is such a pure video I want to watch it every time I give up on humanity

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The hard work is certainly rewarding. Congratulations to us all.

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The hard work is certainly rewarding. Congratulations to us all.

[lucassvazquez]

THANK YOU RUBEN. THANK YOU KIKO. THANK YOU KEYLOR. THANK YOU PEPE. THANK YOU SERGIO. THANK YOU NACHO. THANK YOU RAPHA. THANK YOU DANI. THANK YOU DANILO. THANK YOU MARCELO. THANK YOU FABIO. THAN YOU TONI. THANK YOU CASE. THANK LUKA. THANK YOU JAMES. THANK YOU KOVA. THANK YOU ISCO. THANK YOU MARCO. THANK YOU BENZ. THANK YOU GARETH. THANK YOU ALVARO. THANK YOU LUCAS. THANK YOU MARIANO

THANK YOU CRISTIANO

THANK YOU ZIZOU

THANK YOU REAL MADRID 

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Breathtaking. 

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RIP :( 

[kdoll-4]

Happy Birthday, to this extraordinary, Inspiring and one of the kind. 

PETE SEEGER. 

[aloofshahbanou]

Pete Seeger: “Hitler is dead – why do you still have the sign on your guitar?”  Woody Guthrie: “Well, this fascism comes along whenever the rich people get the generals to do what they want.”

[kdoll-4]

En ti la tierra

​Pequeña rosa, rosa pequeña, a veces, diminuta y desnuda, parece que una mano mia cabes, que asi viy a cerrarte y llevarte a mi boca, pero de pronto mis pies tocan tus pies y mi boca tus labios: has crecido, suben tus hombros como dos colinas, tus pechos se pasean por mi pecho, mi brazo alcanza apenas a rodear la delgada linea de luna nueva que tiene tu cintura: en el amor como agua de mar te has desatado: mido apenas los ojos mas extensos del cielo y me inclino a tu boca para besar la tierra.

-Pablo Neruda. 

[kdoll-4]

Wilfred Owen's Mental Cases. 

Who are these? Why sit they here in twilight? Wherefore rock they, purgatorial shadows, Drooping tongues from jaws that slob their relish, Baring teeth that leer like skulls' tongues wicked? Stroke on stroke of pain, — but what slow panic, Gouged these chasms round their fretted sockets? Ever from their hair and through their hand palms Misery swelters. Surely we have perished Sleeping, and walk hell; but who these hellish? — These are men whose minds the Dead have ravished. Memory fingers in their hair of murders, Multitudinous murders they once witnessed. Wading sloughs of flesh these helpless wander, Treading blood from lungs that had loved laughter. Always they must see these things and hear them, Batter of guns and shatter of flying muscles, Carnage incomparable and human squander Rucked too thick for these men's extrication. Therefore still their eyeballs shrink tormented Back into their brains, because on their sense Sunlight seems a bloodsmear; night comes blood-black; Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh — Thus their heads wear this hilarious, hideous, Awful falseness of set-smiling corpses. — Thus their hands are plucking at each other; Picking at the rope-knouts of their scourging; Snatching after us who smote them, brother, Pawing us who dealt them war and madness.

[zinedineszidane]

same

[kdoll-4]

I have liv'd long enough: my way of life Is fallen into the sere, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.

Macbeth

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CARMEN.