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19th century orangery of the Castle Ashby House, Northampton.

Photo by: @marco_mansi_ [IG]

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~dark catcore~

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Architectural details of Reims Cathedral, a masterpiece of the gothic art, France (by Simon Greig).

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"Hope is a waking dream"

- Aristotle

(a concept playlist)

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“In the crooks of your body, I find my religion.”- Sappho

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Boring to some to me its heaven

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"...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?"

~Vincent Willem van Gogh

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there is a pleasure in the pathless woods,

there is a rapture on the lonely shore,

there is society where none intrudes,

by the deep Sea, and music in its roar:

i love not Man the less, but Nature more.

— childe harold's pilgrimage, lord byron.

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The Villa Adriana (Hadrian’s Villa) in Tivoli, Italy.

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The White Queen by Giulia Valente

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I really enjoy just existing in hotels. The long identical hallways. The soulless abstract art. The weird noises the air-conditioner makes. Strange city lights in the window. Six stories off the ground. Strangers chatting in the hall. Nothing in the dresser. No past, but an infinite present. 

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“I’m not afraid of being lost. We all wander off from time to time. It’s the fear of never quite finding myself that keeps me up at night.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via minuty)

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“That’s how you know you love someone, I guess. When you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.”

— Kaui Hart Hemmings (via minuty)

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Big mood