Rest, nature, books, music… such is my idea of happiness.
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Rest, nature, books, music… such is my idea of happiness.
Leo Tolstoy (via goodreadss)
call me by your name + monet paintings
People who read are hiders. They hide who they are. People who hide don’t always like who they are
André Aciman
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lost in nature
timothée hq
pure art
He came. He left. Nothing had changed. I had not changed. The world hadn’t changed. Yet nothing would be the same. All that remains is dreammaking and strange remembrance.
la mia amata Bruxelles♡
Ma alla fine cosa rimane? Solo il banale orrore di due persone che si trovano per caso e che si piacciono, si amano, magari pensano perfino che l’amore sia qualcosa di eterno finché una delle due abbandona l’altra e scompare.
Dylan Dog
october, 2016