I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea. D.H. Lawrence (via nilenna)

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mpdrolet:




Still from Andrei Tarkovsky’s Nostalghia, 1983


paintdeath:

Moises Mahiques
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I’m good at loving books. I’m good at loving soft bed sheets. I’m good at loving coffees and teas. I am good at loving things that can’t love me back, that don’t have the power to leave. And maybe, that’s why I love them. B.C.  (via wethinkwedream)

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there’s a ghost in my lungs and it sighs when i sleep
wraps itself around my tongue as it softly speaks


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