“We’re on the same wavelength. We’re connected that way, even if I’m away from her.” ― Haruki Murakami. Drawing by Juan Osorno.

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Jules of Nature

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JBB: An Artblog!
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Cosimo Galluzzi
Three Goblin Art
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Cosmic Funnies
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Not today Justin
hello vonnie
$LAYYYTER

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@p-sychodreamer
“We’re on the same wavelength. We’re connected that way, even if I’m away from her.” ― Haruki Murakami. Drawing by Juan Osorno.
“I try more and more to be myself, caring relatively little whether people approve or disapprove.”
—
Vincent van Gogh
Quotes that remind me of Aquarius
“When a flower doesn’t bloom you fix the environment in which it grows, not the flower.”
— broadcastings (via storments)
Amy Winehouse singing an emotional rendition of Love is a Losing Game, October 2006
man
what a BEAUTIFUL BOY
true love is what you felt for that album you played for one month straight
Palestinian lady collects gas bombs fired by Israeli army. She grows flowers in these bombs.
06.13.17 “Tell me about your first love. Tell me how she held her cigarettes between her finger and her thumb, and how she made you pour your heart out to her on a stranger’s bed after sharing a bottle of vodka that burnt the back of your throat. Describe how your name sounded when it rolled off her tongue, and how the sunlight picked out the copper in her hair just as the moonlight illuminated the blue of her eyes. Remember how she used to call you at 2AM when she missed the sound of your voice and how she stormed out at 4PM when she decided she’d heart it too much, and don’t forget her favourite song and the way she looked when she tried not to smile at something stupid you’d said. Tell me about your first love, then tell me how you broke her heart.” — I wish you’d never told me that you loved me.
GIMME
when u scratch a cat’s chin and they lift their head up reblog if u agree
when u scratch a cat’s cheek and they lean their head into ur hand reblog if u agree
when u put your hand in front of your cat’s face and they gently headbut u reblog if u agree
when you walk by and your cat latches onto your ankle and mauls you reblog if you understand