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Snoopy, my love.
the craziest thing about being alive is that you have to live with other people’s interpretations of you
happy international women's day
In collaboration with the artist Klaus Dauven, a delicate drawing was created on the Matsudagawa dam, close to the city of Ashikaga, using high-pressure cleaners.
Glimmering, Zhu Hong
i like to imagine that finding true love will be like stepping into a house i've never been to before and finding out i can navigate it with the lights off, in the pitch black dark. like coming home
I’ll Give You the Sun, Jandy Nelson
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𝚁𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚜𝚝 [𝟷𝟿𝟹𝟽-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟷]
[ID: Carry me into the infinite night Beyond all earthly limit; Let it make me one With the not known. END ID]
The sand in Okinawa, Japan contains thousands of tiny “stars”. These “grains of sand” are actually exoskeletons of marine protozoa, which lived on the ocean floor 550 million years ago.
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my anonymous friend sent me this and i thought this was really beautiful
college roommates commuting baekyeol
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“Harvest Moon” by Neil Young except it’s playing from your back porch while you’re outside enjoying the stars on a crisp, clear night. Even though it’s a little chilly, you have an old blanket and a fire to keep you warm.
Yu na (2017) by masha bogatova
The final page of the Moonlight script. Pure poetry