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By  Manadh Photography

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“I love the sea and everything that is of the sea, and even love it most when it angrily contradicts me.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche, from The Complete Works: “Thus Spoke Zarathustra,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Summer Interlude (1951)

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Love (2015) dir. Gaspar Noé

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QUIT HANGING ON // abby

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google search: how to sustain a one-on-one conversation when you have terrible social skills and nothing worthwhile or interesting to say

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Always and only

You feel the weight of every wound heavy, nothing was ever so real you’re breaking, soul quaking pain, the only sound Take your time I’m here, I’m right here Feel the meter, hear the rhyme let your heart respond to the call You’ll be fine, here in my open arms made for you No harms will ever befall you All you know, all you’ll ever see glory unfolding love enfolding just keep holding always, and only You and me

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Life is like a winged creature, with each moment, flying further from my hands and closer towards the greatest certainty in life. Time, sands of the desert slipping through my fingers; do I pray for it to slow down or surrender to the moment? Tomorrow, a great uncertainty; the Sun once told me, that he may have risen for me that day, but neither he nor I can be sure that we may rise again tomorrow. So he said, live in the now, not in yesterday or tomorrow.

R. Jacob (via r-jacob)

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There may be a great fire in our soul, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke.

Vincent van Gogh. (via ignacioararipe)

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nostalgia writes a eulogy | a.e.m.

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