Winter sundays are for the lost lovers
For the dress I didn’t bought
For the kisses I didn’t gave
Winter sundays are for the cigarettes I smoked,
Thinking about you.

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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Winter sundays are for the lost lovers
For the dress I didn’t bought
For the kisses I didn’t gave
Winter sundays are for the cigarettes I smoked,
Thinking about you.
I walked, talked, ate, drank, fell in love and out of love faster than anybody I ever knew.
(via wishes-stars)
Espera
Há algo de inquietante em quem espera. Uma notícia, um amante, um espectáculo...
Qualquer coisa perdida, o sujeito perdido em si...um vazio, nada cheio de tudo. Há algo de inquietante em quem vive.
sassy Ophelia
Shameless mirror selfie
Rainy day is always a sad cactus day. (em Porto, Portugal)
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CANNOT REBLOG FAST ENOUGH
Because its safer to be nobody than a woman
Art by Beeple
WELCOME TO OMNI REBOOT, WHERE TODAY TURNS INTO TOMORROW.
heinrich heidersberger… privathaus, wolfsburg, 1967 @ lumas
The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
Director: Wes Anderson
Cinematographer: Robert Yeoman
The other draftsman and I went over and looked at the elevation. The house followed perfectly the grade line. Very little excavation would be necessary. He had sculpted the house out of the hillside.
Schindler, Space Architecture, by Esther McCoy
Photography by Luc Dratwa.
Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.
Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird (via goodvibes165)