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midwinter-tears:

Dream Idyll (A Valkyrie) by Edward Robert Hughes, 1902 

midwinter-tears:

Dream Idyll (A Valkyrie) by Edward Robert Hughes, 1902 

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sahtiwaari:

fuckyeahmathiaslillmans:

Sources: [x] [x]

Found these photos on flickr and thought they were really pretty and artsy :)

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bathorynordland:

Wizziac - Keep of Kalessin

bathorynordland:

Wizziac - Keep of Kalessin

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"É burrice, eu sei. Mas sinto falta. Queria que o tempo voltasse, só pra viver tudo de novo." — Katy Perry.   (via fixness)

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vintagegal:

Gun 1, New York, 1955 photographed by William Klein (x)
“… This seems to be considered my key image… It’s fake violence, a parody. I asked the boy to point the gun at me and then look tough. He did, and then we both laughed… [I see it] as a double self-portrait. I was both the street kid trying to look tough, and the timid, good little boy on the right.”

vintagegal:

Gun 1, New York, 1955 photographed by William Klein (x)

“… This seems to be considered my key image… It’s fake violence, a parody. I asked the boy to point the gun at me and then look tough. He did, and then we both laughed… [I see it] as a double self-portrait. I was both the street kid trying to look tough, and the timid, good little boy on the right.”


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fuckmetodubstep:

Nightbringer / Dødsengel - Circumambulations of the Solar Inferno

fuckmetodubstep:

Nightbringer / Dødsengel - Circumambulations of the Solar Inferno

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[...]Que sei eu do que serei, eu que não sei o que sou?
Ser o que penso? Mas penso tanta coisa!
E há tantos que pensam ser a mesma coisa que não pode haver tantos!
Gênio? Neste momento
Cem mil cérebros se concebem em sonho gênios como eu,
E a história não marcará, quem sabe?, nem um,
Nem haverá senão estrume de tantas conquistas futuras.
Não, não creio em mim.
Em todos os manicômios há doidos malucos com tantas certezas!
Eu, que não tenho nenhuma certeza, sou mais certo ou menos certo?
Não, nem em mim...

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