It was strange how your brain could know what your heart refused to accept.
J.K. Rowling, The Casual Vacancy (via splitterherzen)
People run from rain but
sit
in bathtubs full of
water.

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Lana Del Rey songs make me feel sad and nostalgic about things that haven’t happened to me

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I wanna make love to your soul, that’s how deep I wanna go.

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f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s:

Surgically Altered Ceramics by Beccy Ridsdel

UK-based artist Beccy Ridsdel creates fun yet strangely macabre interventions where ceramics have been surgically altered to reveal additional layers of detail. Where the metaphor of surgery might normally evoke blood and guts, Ridsdel instead reveals further floral patterns inside bone china plates and cups. The pieces are part of an ongoing examination regarding the perception of ceramics as craft or art. You can see more of her work over on Facebook and she has a few pieces for sale in her shop. (via Slow Art Day)

I belong to you; there is really no other way of expressing it, and that is not strong enough.
Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice (via kafkaesque-world)

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i just need to get my shit together
me in 2009/2012/this time last year/a minute ago/next year probably (via guy)

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If you kiss my neck, I’m not responsible for what happens next.

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I like your energy. I love your legs. I long to see you.
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West  (via jailor)

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