"We shall no longer hear the little cry of our sad hearts, that may not live nor die."
— The Rose Of Battle, de W. B. Yeats

Patrícia, 17, Brasil.
~ Friday, May 24 ~
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the-aspen-tree:

opal—moon:

vib-e:

this is so, very beautiful.

^ yes.

the-aspen-tree:

opal—moon:

vib-e:

this is so, very beautiful.

^ yes.

(Source: genesus)


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gnostic-forest:

I could stare at this all day

gnostic-forest:

I could stare at this all day


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I’m like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.
— Samuel Beckett (via thatkindofwoman)

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406-whiskey:

love this.

406-whiskey:

love this.


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bella-illusione:

sun through the porch By Jamie Amodeo

bella-illusione:

sun through the porch By Jamie Amodeo


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rhlno:

this please

rhlno:

this please


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