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The beginning of the end of the end of the beginning has begun.

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awkwardsituationist:

spring night — one hour worth
a thousand gold coins;
clear scent of flowers,
shadowy moon.
songs and flutes upstairs — threads of sound;
in the garden, a swing,
where night is deep and still.

su tung-p’o (1037-1101ce)

photos by atomiczen in new zealand’s lake tekapo and tazmania’s cradle mountain

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mypatronusisyou:

jimfaindel:

werewolfchaos:

pagingme:

tastefullyoffensive:

[blaine gibson]

GASTON

Nobody get’s confused like Gaston

I cry for all those who do not know who this man is

Jasmine just looks so done though

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hippies-like-us:

light-blue-smurf:

People Art Gallery

Exciting Photo Illusions

The swimming pool temporarily effed me up..

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stevemccurrystudios:

A THIRD OF OUR LIVES

“Now, blessings light on him that first invented sleep!   It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; it is meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the cold, and cold for the hot.  It is the current coin that purchases all the pleasures of the world cheap, and the balance that sets the king and the shepherd, the fool and the wise man, even. “
-Miguel de Cervantes, Don Quixote, 1605

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