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hello vonnie
sheepfilms
occasionally subtle

Love Begins
The Bright Sessions

roma★
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

oozey mess
RMH

Origami Around
noise dept.
Fieri Frames
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Not today Justin
Claire Keane
Doug Jones
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr
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Duomo di Milano | nonalimmen
Un paracetamolo
Dove sei?
Dovrei tornare a casa adesso ma se non ci sei non ne ho voglia
Sai che lo riconoscerei il tuo nome
Tra quasi otto miliardi di persone
“I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.”
— Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness (via perrfectly)
È proprio così,amo,ma ció che amerei non amare,ciò che vorrei odiare;amo tuttavia,ma contro voglia,nella costrizione,nel pianto,nella sofferenza.In me faccio triste esperienza di quel verso di un famosissimo poeta:”Ti odierò,se posso;se no,t’amerò contro voglia”