¿Qué vas a hacer? Si los ojos se van sin querer, si mi cuerpo es un horno y tus contornos quiero conocer, me suele suceder y no hay espera, así la sangre se altera sin ser primavera
El sexto mandamiento.
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Keni

if i look back, i am lost

JVL
hello vonnie
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Andulka
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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KIROKAZE
DEAR READER
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art blog(derogatory)
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Cosmic Funnies
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¿Qué vas a hacer? Si los ojos se van sin querer, si mi cuerpo es un horno y tus contornos quiero conocer, me suele suceder y no hay espera, así la sangre se altera sin ser primavera
El sexto mandamiento.
En la espera.
Almost done with this one. Hope to be finish it tomorrow.
Cool.
Elementales de Trueno.
Cada quien esta roto de una forma distinta.
BrokenCigarettes (via cigarrillos-rotos)
We are broken people.
I need to sleep.
Been rewatching Avatar and still have so much love for these characters. I enjoy thinking of Iroh meeting Zuko’s dragon, sometime after The Search. It would be a nice way of bringing the symbolism of the dragons in their story come full circle.
Sueños de luz y esperanza <3.
Music video by Morat performing Una Vez Más. (C) 2015 Universal Music Spain, S.L.
Solamente con ella <3.
london fog | original photography by sandra mode
Soledad.
No mistakes in the tango, Donna. Not like life. It’s simple. That’s what makes the tango so great. If you make a mistake, get all tangled up, just tango on.
Scent of a Woman (1992) dir. Martin Brest
The hair… They say the hair is everything, you know. Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls & just wanted to go to sleep forever? Or lips… & when they touched yours, were like that first swallow of wine after you just crossed the desert.
Scent of a woman.
Ahora solo soy la ceniza que haz dejado al consumirme.
stephanie corneliussen
Consume cada rincón de mi, cual cigarrillo.
Esos deliciosos labios jugosos, son los que día a día, me volvían sumamente loco hacían que dejara mi lado más racional y que me instinto puramente salvaje se activara.
Stephanie Corneliussen by Nick Hudson for Interview Magazine August 2016
Belleza en estado puro.