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lovemizuharakiko
on May 17, 2013 at 03:00pm
We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.
Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind (via melancholysprince)
on May 18, 2013 at 03:00pm
And all who live in corners will come to confer life upon this image, multiplying the shades of being that characterize the corner dweller. For to great dreamers of corners and holes nothing is ever empty, the dialectics of full and empty only correspond to two geometrical non-realities. The function of inhabiting constitutes the link between full and empty. A living creature fills an empty refuge, images inhabit, and all corners are haunted.
Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space p 140 (via heteroglossia)
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heteroglossia
on May 15, 2013 at 06:00pm
Title: Sun Was High (So Was I)
Artist: Best Coast
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Sun Was High (So Was I) - Best Coast
It’s that time of year again
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popular-outcast
on May 09, 2013 at 03:00pm
Daniel Marques - Terrace housing, Lucerne 2011. Via, 2. Photos (C) Ruedi Walti.
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subtilitas
on May 08, 2013 at 03:00pm
There was so much sadness in everything, even when things worked.
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stxxz.us
on May 06, 2013 at 03:00pm
Li Xiao Xing.
Photographed by myself.
Styled by Cornelius Lafayette Danzey Jr.
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monikabalazy.com
on April 29, 2013 at 03:00pm
