umclouds:

Some ghouls took over my house.

"You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed that’s what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant… oh, fuck it." - The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)

carminagf:

Innocence. 1899. Arthur Hacker

stefanysite:

when light reflects the room. 

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❝There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven’t had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.❞

Robert Goolrick, The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life (via oiseauperdu)

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❝And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her.❞

  J. R. R. Tolkien (via breanna-lynn)

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❝I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps but other people emphasize my loneliness.❞


Various Clouds, by Vincent Van Gogh.

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tamazo2:

千鳥橋団地(1972年)
 大阪市此花区
 2014

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lustik:

Paper Sculpture. Garden of Books. - Elsa Mora.

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anamorphosis-and-isolate:

― The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)"I blame myself."

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