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jawnsfluffyjumper:

Whoever reblogs this, I will draw a little sketch of what I think of your URL! This ends May 5th! I’ll do all, I swear. c:

“All the hardest, coldest people you meet,
were once as soft as water.
And that’s the tragedy of living.”
Iain S. Thomas (via poetisch)
lamorbidezza:

The sculpted ice boat photographed by Tim Walker for Vogue US

lamorbidezza:

The sculpted ice boat photographed by Tim Walker for Vogue US

feliciancy:

freine:

Journey Inside My Head #2(Journal entry from January 3rd/4th 2014) 
Poem Credit: Crydaisy
"Don’t tell me I am pretty or thin or sweet or good until you have crawled inside my skin and felt the depths and shallows of me. only I know who I am. I live inside myself and it is a rotting cage."

@crydais

feliciancy:

freine:

Journey Inside My Head #2(Journal entry from January 3rd/4th 2014)

Poem Credit: Crydaisy

"Don’t tell me I am pretty or thin or sweet or good until you have crawled inside my skin and felt the depths and shallows of me. only I know who I am. I live inside myself and it is a rotting cage."

@crydais

jift:

♡ follow me, my blog will make you smile :) ♡

jift:

♡ follow me, my blog will make you smile :) ♡

choes:

Tempest #7, Kilnformed and carved glass, 2008. 60cm high x 110 wide x 2cm deep by Lisa Cahill

choes:

Tempest #7, Kilnformed and carved glass, 2008. 60cm high x 110 wide x 2cm deep by Lisa Cahill

“…and you will somehow get through
the slow days and the busy days and the dull days
and the hateful days and the rare days,
all both so delightful and so disappointing because
we are all so alike and so different.”
Charles Bukowski, from “Gamblers All” (via oofpoetry)
“It was like autumn, looking at her. It was like driving up north to see the colors.”
Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex (via oofpoetry)
“Had I told the sea
What I felt for you,
It would have left its shores,
Its shells,
Its fish,
And followed me.”
Nizar Qabbani (via oofpoetry)