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It’s 7am and I’ve been up for 4 hours. Can you believe it.

postllimit:

"do you ever wear anything that isn’t black"

"yeah, once a year"

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(via himmelgrau)

"  

Tread lightly, she is near
Under the snow,
Speak gently, she can hear
The daisies grow.

All her bright golden hair
Tarnished with rust,
She that was young and fair
Fallen to dust.

Lily-like, white as snow,
She hardly knew
She was a woman, so
Sweetly she grew.

Coffin-board, heavy stone,
Lie on her breast,
I vex my heart alone
She is at rest.

Peace, Peace, she cannot hear
Lyre or sonnet,
All my life’s buried here,
Heap earth upon it.

  "
Oscar Wilde, “Requiescat” (via observando)

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the-arena-ballerina:

neptunain:

christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”

"a career" "financial security" "a sex life" "tuition for grad school" "alcohol" "a nap" "socks would be nice"

(via himmelgrau)

readhadraghaslayha:

FKA Twigs #throughglass

(via ghost-of-bela-lugosi)