ethereal-muses:

I do not know the name of the feeling that I have for you. But it is a special tenderness, something I have never felt until now, not for anyone.

– Gustave Flaubert

quotemadness:

“You felt familiar the moment I met you. A lovely sort of déjà vu. When we spoke or laughed or danced I became overwhelmed by the powerful sensation that I had been here before. And when we kissed I felt the energies of a thousand lives on our lips, like our souls had known each other all along.”

— Beau Taplin

(Source: quotemadness.com, via quotemadness)

euripideez-nuts:

Death Visceration // Taiji Taomote

(via deadpoet-skull)

elbetunutursun:

weltenwellen:

Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance

aaresx:

Oscar Wilde, Only Dull People Are Brilliant at Breakfast

fairydrowning:

– Picking Wild Flowers, Santa Cruz c.1927 (Via “maudelynn” on Tumblr)

allblackerrthingus:

hotgirlmuseboard:

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faisal-hu:

dikotur:

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