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shark vs the universe
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JBB: An Artblog!
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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almost home
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The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.
Water Lilies, 1908, Claude Monet
Austria - by Janni Laakso
I saw my whole life as if I’d already lived it. An endless parade of parties and cotillions, yachts and polo matches. Always the same narrow people, the same mindless chatter. I felt like I was standing at a great precipice, with no one to pull me back, no one who cared… or even noticed.
Titanic (dir. James Cameron, 1997)
marinadiamandis: 8 days.
My favourite bookshop and the most beautiful I know 📖💛
season eight
@disneynetwork members event: favourite renaissance era characters ♡ fa mulan
❝ You don’t meet a girl like that every dynasty. ❞
the greatest gift and honor is having you for a daughter
“This is our paleobotanist, Dr. Sattler.”
Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined future, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love or a passion so strong that one felt altered forever and convinced that even the smallest particle of the surrounding world was charged with purpose of impossible grandeur; ah, yes, and one would look up into the trees and be thrilled by the wind- loosened river of pale, gold foliage cascading down and by the high, melodious singing of countless birds; those moments, so many and so long ago, still come back, but briefly, like fireflies in the perfumed heat of summer night.“
Mark Strand, The Old Age of Nostalgia (via blxckberrying)
Remember that time your friend made an illegal concoction in the toilets at school and you all voluntarily drank it? Yeah those were good times.
i like never come on here anymore, but people are still interacting with a text post I made about Welcome to Night Vale in 2013 so I guess i’m still #relevant