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landscapelifescape:

Granada, Spain
“You & Me & The Bourgeoisie”  (by ~ AdriaN ~)

I’m pretending that’s me sitting on that bench right now. Oh how I miss you, Granada.

landscapelifescape:

Granada, Spain

“You & Me & The Bourgeoisie”  (by ~ AdriaN ~)

I’m pretending that’s me sitting on that bench right now. Oh how I miss you, Granada.

In my head, I was getting “gangsta,” which I’ve always felt showed greater intent than getting “gangster” in that it expresses a willful unlawfulness even upon its own linguistic representation.

—Mat Johnson, Pym

(hahaha, awesome!)

Saying goodbye sucks.

She felt that at that moment she could not put into words her feeling of shame, joy, and horror before this entry into a new life, and she did not want to speak of it, to trivialize this feeling with imprecise words. But later, too, the next day and the day after that, she not only found no words in which she could express all the complexity of these feelings, but was unable even to find thoughts in which she could reflect with herself on all that was in her soul.
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
There’s something so very true and honest about this statement that it brings a sort of calmness over me.

There’s something so very true and honest about this statement that it brings a sort of calmness over me.

saddest-summer:

Fire in the Sky: Loy Krathong Begins and Lanterns Fly in Mae Jo, Thailand.

saddest-summer:

Fire in the Sky: Loy Krathong Begins and Lanterns Fly in Mae Jo, Thailand.

In the midst of our lives we must find the magic that makes our souls soar.
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
Mitch Albom (via aeloquence)

(Source: beautemillesimee)

I swear when I grow up I won’t just buy you a rose, I will buy the flower shop and you will never be lonely
Fun., The Gambler