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blasting my silly little music and creating my silly little daydreams so i don’t lose my silly little mind

Hans Zatzka

Austrian, 1859-1945

Water nymphs (details)

All i said is i deserve casual intimacy, life talks at midnight while looking at the moon, trips to museums and abandoned castles, handwritten letters, deep discussion on fictional characters, neck kisses and random bookstore dates. And, I don't think it is too much to ask.

— Amal El-Mohtar, from This Is How You Lose the Time War (via lunamonchtuna)

@academia-lucifer

Poets are the painters of human experience, capturing the colors of their heart in verse.

— agelesslibrary

Music world >>>>

Travel and tell no one. Live a true love story and tell no one. Live happily and tell no one. People ruin beautiful things.

Khalil Gibran

Leaving London for a week–– I always miss the city, looking forward to being back already (and who can blame me, just look at this light in the library)

@academia-lucifer

@academia-lucifer

of course, I feel too much, I'm a universe of exploding stars.

if she doesnt look at me like this i dont want it

headers brasil para a copa!

are you shitting me

🫦🫦 hello tumblr

「 haikyuu . play styles ✧ 」　。。。ꜜ ꜜ

inarizaki / seijoh / . . .

@mkvx

@mkvx

"I clung to your hands so that something human might exist in the chaos."

–Héléne Cixous, from "Oliver De Serres A Single Passion Two Witness, ”Love itself: In the Letter Box (Polity Press, 2008)

the “did you have lunch? it’s alright, just have dinner a little early!” kind of friendships. the “are you in the mental space to listen right now” kind of friendships. the “i’ll just send a voice note for later” kind of friendships. friendships where you respect each other’s emotional boundaries. friendships where you remind them to have lunch but make sure you are not burdening them with it. friendships where you communicate. friendships where you are on your own individual journeys but are navigating life together. friendships which help you grow. healthy friendships. i think we have talked much about the pain of losing a friend. let’s also talk about the joy of having one.

A poet is a nightingale

Who sits in darkness

And sings to cheer its own solitude

With sweet sounds