Roony Mara
There’s only a few women I’d go lesbian for and she’s one of them… But only if she has the attitude from girl with the dragon tattoo. She killed that role. I’m in awe.
Suwon | South Korea (by berlynietis)
Breakfast garden of Casa Talia by Vivian Haddad and Marco Giunta in Modica, Italy.
(via fulllofsurprises)
I think people are often quite unaware of their inner selves, their other selves, their imaginative selves, the selves that aren’t on show in the world. It’s something you grow out of from childhood onwards, losing possession of yourself, really. I think literature is one of the best ways back into that. You are hypnotized as soon as you get into a book that particularly works for you, whether it’s fiction or a poem. You find that your defenses drop, and as soon as that happens, an imaginative reality can take over because you are no longer censoring your own perceptions, your own awareness of the world.
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i often look at pictures similar to this and marvel over the fact that in each one of these little boxes is someone’s life, maybe a handful of people’s lives. a little individual box contains so much valuable personal meaning, maybe monetary value, maybe something that affects everyone around them, maybe just books and food, maybe people have been born or have died in their box. some of the boxes have had multiple owners, others have had families expand and fill more boxes. someone goes home to one of those little boxes every day, and lives their life in it, and at night there are stacks and stacks of thousands of people sleeping on top of other people’s boxes. in every city, in every country, all over the entire world.
this is really cute
reblogging for that ^
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I may be cynical when I say that very rarely is the beloved more than a shaping spirit for the lover’s dreams. And perhaps such a thing is enough. To be a muse may be enough. The pain is when the dreams change, as they do, as they must. Suddenly the enchanted city fades and you are left alone again in the windy desert. As for your beloved, she didn’t understand you. The truth is, you never understood yourself.
Bergen, Norway | by © Sarah__McLean
Jarabacoa, Dominican Republic, 2008 (by marc_guitard)
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DSC_1511s Naranjito (by ICTUS Photography©)
Naranjito, Puerto Rico
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