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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Hybrid Textile Furniture by Kata Mónus
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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[as if banishing love is a fix.] as if the stars go out when we shut our sleepy eyes
D. A. Powell, from “corydon and alexis, redux” (thanks, kaylenebama)
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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We all want to fall in love. Why? Because that experience makes us feel completely alive. Where every sense is heightened, every emotion is magnified, our everyday reality is shattered and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a moment, an hour, an afternoon. But that doesn’t diminish its value. Because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives.
Anonymous (via seabois)
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Urban Origami Murals in Vietnam, Hong Kong and France
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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“If you can’t laugh together in bed, the chances are you are incompatible, anyway. I’d rather hear a girl laugh well than try to turn me on with long, silent, soulful, secret looks. If you can laugh with a woman, everything else falls into place.”
Richard Burton (via winsome-words)
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Tunnel of Lights, Japan
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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I am not sure what more I could tell you about these pieces. I could tell you that I liked doing some of them more than others, but that all of them were hard for me to do, and took more time than perhaps they were worth; that there is always a point in the writing of a piece when I sit in a room literally papered with false starts and cannot put one word after another and imagine that I have suffered a small stroke, leaving me apparently undamaged but actually aphasic. I was in fact as sick as I have ever been when I was writing “Slouching Towards Bethlehem”; the pain kept me awake at night and so for twenty and twenty-one hours a day I drank gin-and-hot-water to blunt the pain and took Dexedrine to blunt the gin and wrote the piece.
A Preface, Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem (via eldestandonly)
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Kiss Me I'm Local.
Designed by Keith Bormuth.
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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San Francisco’s Secret Mosaic Staircase
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Moon Garden.
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Salto de Baatara
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Taken with Instagram at Young Art
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Billboard Swing – Created by Didier Faustino
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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Within this series of small deaths, there is triumph to be found.
Amongst the rubble of sorrow and anxiety there is a trajectory of new memories, ideas, experiences, laughter and love.
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natalienoted-blog · 13 years ago
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