We were always kissing one another.
- Six word story #43

(Source: odditoreum)

blackcatandme:

In our own world, always

いただきます! / “Let’s eat!”
by BLACK RHOMBI (Gerald Leung)
laclefdescoeurs:

The Butterfly, 1870, John Henry Dolph
bohemea:

Natalie Portman - Vanity Fair by Annie Leibovitz, May 1999
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
- "The Chariot" (excerpt), Emily Dickinson (via ancient-serpent)

(via lapetitemandarine)

dress. undress again. you have me like a drawing, erased, colored in, untitled by your tongue.
- Carol Ann Duffy, “Close” (via beryl-azure)

(via saisonlune)

Home of Harriet Maxwell and Andrew Corrie of Ochre in NYC
思い出はあなたの身体を内側から温めてくれます。でもそれと同時にあなたの身体を内側から激しく切り裂いていきます。
Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they’re also what tear you apart.
- 村上春樹, Haruki Murakami, 海辺のカフカ Kafka on the Shore (via pipadily)

(Source: ofcultlogic, via bluestown)

Frédéric Chopin – Nocturne in F minor, Op. 55, No. 1 – Idil Biret

(Source: odditoreum)

michaelfaudet:

Spring by Michael Faudet