() days of summer
days 'til fall
s p o n s o r s
(by Elly Uiterwijk)
Fades (by wordboner)
One word I would banish from the dictionary is “escape”. Just banish that and you’ll be fine. Because that word has been misused regarding anybody who wanted to move away from a certain spot and wanted to grow. He was an escapist. You know if you forget that word you will have a much easier time. Also you’re in the prime, the beginning of your life; you should experiment with everything, try everything. You have a right to experiment with your life. You will make mistakes. And they are right too.

Fog III (by formatura)

#landscape 

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Fog III (by formatura)

Le temps des cerises (by {E}mma)

#hands #food 

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Le temps des cerises (by {E}mma)

mariposas en el estomago? (by Sitoo)

#architecture #black and white 

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mariposas en el estomago? (by Sitoo)

könnte schlimmer sein (by i_hear_noises)

#typography #favorite 

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könnte schlimmer sein (by i_hear_noises)
There’s nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don’t live up until their death. They don’t honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can’t hear it. Most people’s deaths are a sham. There’s nothing left to die.
2 (by maryclaire roman)
The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.

Kasprowy Wierch, Zakopane (by ewitsoe)

#landscape #favorite 

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Kasprowy Wierch, Zakopane (by ewitsoe)
Here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.
(by gamero.)
The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.

Coloured (by Aerial Photography)

#landscape 

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Coloured (by Aerial Photography)