Then the feeling moves on. It does not collapse; it is not whisked away. It simply moves on, like a train that stops at a small country station, stands for a while, and then continues out of sight.
Michael Cunningham, The Hours (via larmoyante)

(via mexicanho)


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paintdeath:

Brendan Monroe

sickpage:

ArutemuWinter evening gloom, Tokyo, 2011

sickpage:

Arutemu
Winter evening gloom, Tokyo, 2011

(via la-insoportable-levedad-del-ser)


Most of the cruelty in the world is just misplaced energy.
Zadie Smith, On Beauty (via feellng)

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth
Raymond Carver, Late Fragment (via quoted-books)

samabrahams:

Michael Scott

samabrahams:

Michael Scott


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zirastiel:

*cha cha’s real smooth away from academic responsibilities*

(Source: teamfreespooks, via notbatshitcrazy)


madlyproudly:

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