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creese:

Michael Creese, Butterfly Garden (2013), oil on canvas.

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journalofanobody:

We are but shadows
moving lightly, fleetingly
over the surface.
Noticed by some, barely seen,
they look again and we’re gone.

 —Michael Boiano

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readmore-worryless:

"Too many books?" I believe the phrase you’re looking for is "not enough bookshelves".

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A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language.
W.H. Auden “Squares and Oblongs” (via wordsnquotes) ▴
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lasylphidedubolchoi:

Nina Kaptsova and other Bolshoi dancers as Emeralds in Balanchine’s Jewels at the Bolshoi Theatre

Photo by Damir Yusupov

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You know, one of the tragedies of real life is that there is no background music.
Annie Proulx (via wordsnquotes) ▴
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Victorian Garden

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rosefire:

gaywitch-practisingabortion:

situationalstudent:

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professorbutterscotch:

kiskolee:

THIS.

I have never thought about it in this context

that’s actually really, really creepy.

I… fuck.

Yeah, basically.

I once pointed this out to my mother and she just stared at me, in stunned silence for ages. 

There will always be a girl who is less sober, less secure, with less friends walking in a darker part of town. I want her safe just as much as I want me safe.

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iamanoukaimee:

#MalalaDay


Malala history as a comic

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// 369 plays


birmuzik:

sophie zelmani - aftermath

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