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i think that we as a society need to wear ribbons in our hair more often

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no more mail unless it is a letter informing me that I have just inherited a castle in the forgotten forest of timeless nature. If your parcel is not going to lead me to meeting my vampire or ghost beloved after running through a hallway in my billowing nightgown, do NOT send it.

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it's fucked up but i find the concept of "copycat killers" a little funny like you couldn't even think of your own original murder method how embarrassing for you

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The sheer amount of villains I would let raw me is both astounding and highly concerning.

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Vous filez le parfait amour. Tant mineux, mon cher, tant mieux.

Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

‘you are living love’s perfect dream. so much the better, my dear, so much the better.‘

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hehe

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The most colorful thing in the world is black and white, it contains all colors and at the same time excludes all. – Vikrmn

When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in Black and white, you photograph their souls! – Ted Grant

Although humans see reality in color, for me, black and white have always been connected to the image’s deeper truth, to its most hidden meaning. – Peter Lindbergh

On Wednesdays, she wears pink black

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He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

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Iris: What does sueñito mean? Usnavi: Sueñito? It means little dream.

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‘no mourners, no funerals’

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who gave oscar wilde permission to write stuff like “death must be so beautiful. to lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. to have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. to forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. you can help me. you can open for me the portals of death’s house, for love is always with you, and love is stronger than death is” with such ease? to touch my soul so casually? like who gave him all that talent and can i have some

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‘clair de lune’ by debussy but you’re wandering down the halls of your wealthy reclusive uncle’s grand and empty mansion trying to find who’s playing the piano because you haven’t seen another soul for weeks except your reflection in the mirror (youtube)