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I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.
– Jorge Luis Borges (via musingsfromgamblersrock)

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dreaminparis: Dita in her home.

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Dita in her home.

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Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
– John Keats (via reveillerlimagination)

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piazza: Edvard Munch, Two Women on the Shore, 1898/c. 1917 or later (via lastthoughtson)

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Edvard Munch, Two Women on the Shore, 1898/c. 1917 or later

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hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable.

hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable.

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without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.
– fight club

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I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.
– Jorge Luis Borges (via musingsfromgamblersrock)

(via libraryland)

dreaminparis: Dita in her home.

dreaminparis:

Dita in her home.

(via itsdelovely)

Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
– John Keats (via reveillerlimagination)

(via itsdelovely)

capel: sweethomestyle:prettyworld:lilcherrydimples:alanzalon:cheekylilbaby

capel:

sweethomestyle:prettyworld:lilcherrydimples:alanzalon:cheekylilbaby

piazza: Edvard Munch, Two Women on the Shore, 1898/c. 1917 or later (via lastthoughtson)

piazza:

Edvard Munch, Two Women on the Shore, 1898/c. 1917 or later

(via lastthoughtson)

hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable.

hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable.

(via misswallflower)

(via misswallflower)

without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.
– fight club
(via misswallflower)

(via misswallflower)

"I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited."
"Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know."
"without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing."

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