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these are the things i will look back on in forty years

I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it.
— Hanamoto Hagumi, Honey and Clover  (via larmoyante)

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John William Waterhouse - The Soul of the Rose

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All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.
— André Breton, Mad Love  (via dishamilitia)

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I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.
The creation speaks, “Frankenstien” by Mary Shelley (via fyeahgothicromance)

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Look into your own heart, discover what it is that gives you pain and then refuse, under any circumstance whatsoever, to inflict that pain on anybody else.
— ~ Karen Armstrong  (via the-heart-of-the-lion)

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I’m afraid that if you look at a thing long enough, it loses all of its meaning.
— Andy Warhol (via milkied)

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The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you meet your ‘soul mate’ you’ll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation.