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30th September 2014

Photo reblogged from MY LOVE IT BURNS with 61,355 notes

Source: felibre

26th September 2014

Photoset reblogged from Asylum Art with 931 notes

asylum-art:

Hua Tunan: Splatter Ink Cheetah for World Car Drift Series

Artist on Tumblr | on Behance | on deviantART


Born in 1991 in Foshan, Guangdong. Individual independent studio founded in Foshan, China. Personal creations worked with Louis Vuitton, Adidas, NIKE, Jaguar, Volvo, Das Auto, Subaru, Disney, Lenovo and other famous brands. Creative techniques: traditional Chinese art and Western art graffiti combine personal creative splashing ink on Chinese ink art.

26th September 2014

Photo reblogged from Tasha Marie with 20,861 notes

teapalm:

(Tasha Marie) | Rain

teapalm:

(Tasha Marie) | Rain

25th September 2014

Photo reblogged from vintage girl with 154 notes

somewhatvintage:

(via  Pinterest)

somewhatvintage:

(via Pinterest)

25th September 2014

Photoset reblogged from Asylum Art with 20,992 notes

asylum-art:

Wang Ruilin Sculptures

website | on Behance

25th September 2014

Audio post reblogged from Tundras with 199 notes - Played 1,294 times

leadingtone:

Mozart
Le nozze di Figaro, K 492
Overture

Cappella Istropolitana
Barry Wordsworth

Source: leadingtone

24th September 2014

Audio post reblogged from pureblyss with 952 notes - Played 6,055 times

pureblyss:

laurenarlene:

Be Thou My Vision // Andy Hull

The best thing to listen to before I drift off into dreamland.

Source: safetyininsanity

24th September 2014

Quote reblogged from pureblyss with 1,600 notes

What you are today and what you will be in five years depends on two things: the people you meet and the books you read.
— Twyla Tharp (via pureblyss)

23rd September 2014

Photo reblogged from Stay Happy There. with 5,162 notes

So he said

So he said

Source: my-teen-quote

23rd September 2014

Photo reblogged from What a bunch of fools we lovers are. with 3,591 notes

Source: ardnola-serrot

23rd September 2014

Photo reblogged from What a bunch of fools we lovers are. with 33,697 notes

23rd September 2014

Photo reblogged from Fleurs-Masculines with 181 notes

leo1964fan:

You touched my heart but you did not know 
Tree leaves whispering me sore 
Hugging my veins, erasing my sorrows 
And it was like you was cutting my bars. 
You brushed my soul and you did not know 
By your grace daring forgetting my absences 
The gray sky suddenly mixed with recklessness 
In return singing to tears of destiny. 
You slapped my flesh but you did not know 
Your moonbeam outlining my outlines 
A hint of drunkenness and the sun remembered it 
And it was as if my clamais you forever. 
You burned my palm and you did not know 
Your taste for excessively ruddy morning 
Thy overflows pulling me sleep 
With the gold seal your lips jasmine. 
You kept my voice but I did not know 
In the palm of your mind as a cherished treasure 
Your pain is gripped by there ways 
And it was like I éternisais envy. 
You slipped your words and I did not know 
On the white pages of old mirror 
A memory of your loved hanging disarray 
Born in the privacy of a crystalline dream. 
You knit hope but I knew nothing, 
Of your fingers on my velvet evanescence 
Evaporating the senses carved in my plans 
And it was as if you drank my silences. 
You gave your blood and I did not know 
To write without fear ink happiness 
You meddle with me shamelessly 
  Leaving a scented smile hugs. 


You did not know…

leo1964fan:

You touched my heart but you did not know 

Tree leaves whispering me sore 

Hugging my veins, erasing my sorrows 

And it was like you was cutting my bars. 

You brushed my soul and you did not know 

By your grace daring forgetting my absences 

The gray sky suddenly mixed with recklessness 

In return singing to tears of destiny. 

You slapped my flesh but you did not know 

Your moonbeam outlining my outlines 

A hint of drunkenness and the sun remembered it 

And it was as if my clamais you forever. 

You burned my palm and you did not know 

Your taste for excessively ruddy morning 

Thy overflows pulling me sleep 

With the gold seal your lips jasmine. 

You kept my voice but I did not know 

In the palm of your mind as a cherished treasure 

Your pain is gripped by there ways 

And it was like I éternisais envy. 

You slipped your words and I did not know 

On the white pages of old mirror 

A memory of your loved hanging disarray 

Born in the privacy of a crystalline dream. 

You knit hope but I knew nothing, 

Of your fingers on my velvet evanescence 

Evaporating the senses carved in my plans 

And it was as if you drank my silences. 

You gave your blood and I did not know 

To write without fear ink happiness 

You meddle with me shamelessly 

  Leaving a scented smile hugs. 

You did not know…

Source: dirtyguystogo

23rd September 2014

Photo reblogged from Photogenic Days with 3 notes

tutidas:

Title: Golden spiral
Artist: Younisphotography ( http://ift.tt/1r67YG8 )

tutidas:

Title: Golden spiral
Artist: Younisphotography ( http://ift.tt/1r67YG8 )