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I made a thing.
Angelarium by Peter Mohrbacher
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I keep telling people that angels aren’t cute, fluffy beings, but are really scary as hell. Maybe they’ll believe me now…
This artist is amazing, I think I actually have a print of that dreamcatcher-headed angel somewhere.
Ci sono libri e libri. Ci sono i libri che riescono a emozionarti, quelli che leggi tutti d’un fiato, quelli che ti fanno piangere e quelli che magari vorresti rileggere, ma non hai mai tempo. Ci sono i libri che ti rifiuti di aprire, quelli che non ti lasciano granché e quelli che potresti citare...
I just wanted to doodle some Overeers
I Think we’ll go now. You and me, into the history books, together ▲
Rooftops #3. December 2013. Bath.
By Mike Sutton | Facebook | For Sale
reminds me of Edinburgh !
I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive.
Anonymous (via eutro)
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Infanta Winter Coat by www.qutieland.com
I need to keep reblogging this hot piece of clothing. ohgod. One day I swear.
want forever
what is life without magical moments? (by ♦ Peter & Ute Grahlmann ♦)
only an hour difference
I touched her thigh and death smiled.
Jim Morrison (via evacuatesanely)
Our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.
Vladimir Nabokov (via floatingmemories)