when your eyes meet mine



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Hearing somebody tell you that they love you is one thing; knowing their palms start to sweat when you smile at them is another.
It’s Been A While Now (k.p.k)

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allthingsmoomin:

Tove Jansson on the island of Bredskär in 1950.
Tove and Lars Jansson bought the island and built a house called Vindrosen (The Wind Rose) in 1947. The whole family moved in except for Tove’s brother Per Olov Jansson (who also took this photo), since he already had a cottage on a nearby island.
In post-war Finland, building material was hard to come by and among other things, nails were pulled out and straightened from old planks to make the building possible.

my hero and idol

bemyghoulfriend:

allthingsmoomin:

Tove Jansson on the island of Bredskär in 1950.

Tove and Lars Jansson bought the island and built a house called Vindrosen (The Wind Rose) in 1947. The whole family moved in except for Tove’s brother Per Olov Jansson (who also took this photo), since he already had a cottage on a nearby island.

In post-war Finland, building material was hard to come by and among other things, nails were pulled out and straightened from old planks to make the building possible.

my hero and idol

vodkaoj:

La Push, Washington
Charles

vodkaoj:

La Push, Washington

Charles

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Words are so heavy.
The Book Thief, page 526 - bestboyfriendpatrol (via perfect)

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 Postcards From Google Earth
“The images are screenshots from Google Earth. They are glitches that occur when the 2d satellite imagery and 3d terrain don’t line up quite right, or structures such as bridges get projected down onto the terrain below, creating fabulous and unintentional distortions”- Clement Valla

 Postcards From Google Earth

“The images are screenshots from Google Earth. They are glitches that occur when the 2d satellite imagery and 3d terrain don’t line up quite right, or structures such as bridges get projected down onto the terrain below, creating fabulous and unintentional distortions”- Clement Valla

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I love lipstick. I want to write an essay about the politics of lipstick. I like lipstick that’s deep, deep red. I like lipstick that’s purple, lipstick that’s black and dark for when I want to dress up my melancholy. I like sharing lipstick with sisters. and I laugh at boys that think I wear lipstick for them to notice, I laugh, lipstick is an art you can’t ever understand. from picking out a color, testing it on the inside of my wrist, pursing my lips during the application of it. I like when I kiss a baby and leave lipstick on their cheek, when you hug someone and leave lipstick on their shirt, when it gets on your teeth and you use your tongue to get it off, when you sleep in lipstick and wake up with it on your pillow case. in 1997 mama left for Ethiopia to see her mama for the first time in 12 years. I was six and I cried the entire way home from the airport. and when we came home there on the kitchen table was the teacup mama had been drinking out of. at the bottom a sip of tea and black cardamom seeds. and there on the rim of the cup the lipstick imprint of my mama’s kiss.
anarchic-buzz:

Kurt Cobain, Nirvana live at the Roxy Theatre in 1991.

anarchic-buzz:

Kurt Cobain, Nirvana live at the Roxy Theatre in 1991.

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I try not to live in the past but sometimes the past lives in me.
—Jamie Ford, Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet

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