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Glimmer, Philip Barlow nevver:

Glimmer, Philip Barlow nevver:

Glimmer, Philip Barlow nevver:

Glimmer, Philip Barlow nevver:

Glimmer, Philip Barlow

i took this in verona the morning after the arctic monkeys concert and everything was silent and still and i remember thinking that i would have given anything for the world to stay this way 
vivvid:

Broadway and spring
englishsnow:

 Chun-Chih FAN englishsnow:

 Chun-Chih FAN englishsnow:

 Chun-Chih FAN
Funeral flower Funeral flower
elenamorelli:

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"Happiness is a myth. It was invented to make us buy new things." - Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram (via observando)


"Your kiss feels like home and I’m so fucking homesick." - (via nibr4shi)

(Source: lovesthecure, via justxbreathex3)




"Maybe your first love is the one that sticks with you because it’s the only person who will ever receive all of you. After that, you learn better. But most of all, no matter what, a piece of you forever remains left behind in the heart of the one you loved - a piece no future lover could ever get. That piece holds innocence - the belief that love really can last forever. It holds friendship and pain, trial and error, that one kiss you’ll never forget, and that night under the stars you can never get back. It holds youth and everything you thought love would be, everything that was proven wrong…" - (via iwishtheseweremywords)

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yourdarlinglolita:

Lolita, 1997