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I just want to lay on your chest and talk to you until we both fall asleep safe and sound

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I’m not a summer person, I don’t like this heavy and dry air, it feels like someone’s taking away my breath. But what I’m excited for is the darker side of the summer. Warm but windy nights, sweet smell of blooming jasmin, picking fresh herbs in the morning, bare feet on a wet grass and brewing tea. I love this feeling of the eternity, late at night looking at a bonfire with flames dancing in my eyes. I’m not a summer person, but I adore the dark side of it.

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Make friends with people you would travel the world with.

S.Z. // Vodka thoughts #11  (via liebeficktunsalle)

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Concept: I can see you everyday, we’re both ok and happy and cuddles are still the best thing ever

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please stop romanticizing skeleton hell

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like hell im gonna be alone with my thoughts

(patreon)

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romantic wedding vows

me: take on me

him: take me on

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The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful.

Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being (via loveage-moondream)

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the thicker your thighs are the more kittens can lay on your lap

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I read Hamlet back in high school and to this day my absolute favorite thing about it was when Guildenstern was trying to fool Hamlet into doing something or other and Hamlet’s savvy to it but rather than saying “you’re lying and trying to trick me” instead Hamlet outta nowhere whips out this flute and tells Guildenstern to play it.

And Guildenstern is all “I dont know how to play a flute, my lord”

And Hamlet takes a dramatic pause before he absolutely ruins Guildenstern with, “Well thats funny considering you thought you could play me”

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Playing in the rain

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why do we not fear crabs but we fear spiders and scorpions? crabs are like the weird aquatic love child of both and i dont understand

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*rolls my third eye*

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All deine Berührungen haben Spuren auf meiner Seele hinterlassen. Jede einzelne. Und keine dieser Spuren ist abwaschbar.

(via verblassteliebeslinien)

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Medusa Depicted In Famous Works of Art

1. Medusa by Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio, 1597

2. Medusa by Gian Lorenzo Bernini, 1630

3. The Head of Medusa by Peter Paul Rubens, 1618

4. Zuleika Ponsen as “Medusa” by Pierre et Gilles, 1990

5. The Head of Medusa on the Gate of the Royal Palace of Turin, c. 16th century

6. Detail from Perseus with the Head of Medusa by Benvenuto Cellini, 1545

7. Medusa by Arnold Bocklin, 1878

8. Head of Medusa by Unknown Flemish Painter (formerly attributed to Leonardo Da Vinci), c. 1600

9. Head of the Gorgon Medusa, Late 19th Century Czechoslovakian brooch

10. Detail from Perseus with the Head of Medusa by Antonio Canova, c.1804

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My Printer: ZZZZZZWZWZWZZZAAZWHHHHZZZZZAAZWWAAZKADJASKLJAAKSALFJSDKLJSDK

Me, afraid with tears in my eyes: Dont say that