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Ice Rainbow & Frozen Pink Mist by Atmospherics

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amalfi, italy

@gennaro_rispoli on IG

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Breathing Purple (by Milamai)

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Gates of Château de Gudanes at Golden Hour.

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“If you are not authentically you, the real, original you, you will attract people who are not authentically themselves. You will attract and become attracted to things which aren’t real, which don’t matter. You will become frustrated and angry at small, petty things in your life and you will not understand why. You will feel like the universe is not respecting your space, like it’s bumping into you, constantly. Shoving you. This is because it’s trying to get you to notice who you are. This is because it’s trying to say, “Hey! I know you! You are so much more than this!””

— iwrotethisforyou, The You The World Waits For

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“You kiss the back of my legs and I want to cry. Only / the sun has come this close, only the sun.”

— Shauna Barbosa, from “GPS,” Cape Verdean Blues (via lifeinpoetry)

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“She smiled at me, and I felt a sudden burning tenderness for this creature so like fruit and roses. I desired her like blue water at dawn.”

— Renée Vivien

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Moonrise

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““She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.””

— Roman Payne (via mulberryrain)

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“He called her a melon, a pineapple, an olive tree, an emerald, and a fox in the snow all in the space of three seconds; he did not know whether he had heard her, tasted her, seen her, or all three together.”

— Virginia Woolf, Orlando (via sullenmoons)

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