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hehiraeth

a ghost in marble of a girl you knew

skull-designs

Hove angels; ivy.
 Hove Cemetery, East Sussex.

Tranquility, English evergreens, quite a lot of cemeteries and churchyards. All my own photos unless otherwise stated.

Skull Designs

Retrato
(Cecília Meireles, Viagem. 1939)

what is tumblr for if not confessions of a quiet person

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thecollectibles

The Art Showcase

hi. I'm 17 she/her if you want to talk dm. I'm answering a question. I love psychology and psychiatry

selltohell

"sleep-read-dream"

六義園東京都文京区本駒込 (Takayuki Miki)

❝❝NATURE IS NOT A PLACE TO VISIT. NATURE IS HOME. 💬

uroko

a safe place to rest

Franz Richard Unterberger (1838 - 1902) Santa Barnaba, Venice

ARSENIC AND OLD LACE side blog @ruskeala permanent obsession with wisdom and contemplation

catonhottinroof

tiernasmanos

is your hand in mine?

fleur-aesthetic

fleur aesthetic

i wrote tiny poems for an english homework and im so scared, the teacher will either love it or think im the weirdest person alive

i wrote tiny poems for an english homework and im so scared, the teacher will either love it or think im the weirdest person...

archai9925

no, I will not do my stupid human tasks, I will stare at the ceiling and yearn for  something I'll never feel

weird energy

no, I will not do my stupid human tasks, I will stare at the ceiling and yearn for  something I’ll never feel

soracities

Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being (trans. Michael Henry Heim)

m., / late 20s (header: days of heaven by terrence malick)

sforzinda

The Daydreamer (detail), Nicolaes Maes (1650-60)

cordially, sforzinda.

greeksblog

Daughter of Apollo

Ferdinand Puigaudeau

 (1864 - 1930)  Coucher de soleil, près du Croisic

moonlightmagazineblg

moonlight magazine

desni (she/her) // marine bio &amp; art student INTJ // light/dark academia

desology

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<a href="http://futuristic-aesthetic.tumblr.com/">futuristic aesthetic</a> | <a href="http://waterandmango.tumblr.com/">mediterranean</a> | <a href="http://earth-earthlings.tumblr.com/">nature</a> | 𝕹𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 boy ; holistic 𝓰𝓮𝓮𝓴. I'm a man whose hair is made of 𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙨, stones, bygone shouting stars and waves of matter. My eyes are fluid equations, my heart is theirs and mine. My exhalation is the cosmic inhalation, and my breath tastes like earth. I have no mind as long as something appears in front of my inner hunger, which is perpetual; everything melts on my skin to dye it, and my language is joy: love and playful investigation. ° Dédié à l'émoi d'être et à la profondeur de se sentir être.