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And I thought there should be a word for this sort of thing ― when your last dream mimics your first waking moment. Shouldn’t there be a beautiful word for that.
Marjorie Celona, Y (via pniepple)
simonacandini:

Princess Thumbelina’s tiny universe is taking shape…. :) #simonacandiniart #simonacandini @wronggallerytaipei #wronggallerytaipei #thumbelina #princess #popsurrealart #illustration #popsurrralism #instaart #artofinstagram #bigeyesart

simonacandini:

Princess Thumbelina’s tiny universe is taking shape…. :) #simonacandiniart #simonacandini @wronggallerytaipei #wronggallerytaipei #thumbelina #princess #popsurrealart #illustration #popsurrralism #instaart #artofinstagram #bigeyesart

Date someone who meets you half way. Date someone who brings you a glass a water when they get themselves one. Date someone who makes sure you don’t spend money on ridiculous things. Date someone your ex hates and your mom loves. Date someone who’d rather spend a Friday night watching movies, than out with 50 people they barley even talk to. Date someone who sleeps on your chest and leaves a little puddle of drool. Don’t date someone who makes you leave oceans of tears.
At the end of the day it’s the little things. (via offtheocean)

visualechoess:

The Space We Live In (x)

this is beautiful

artchipel:

Ann Marie Bone (UK)

Ann Marie Bone is a freelance artist with a passion for vibrant colours. Graduated from Nottingham University in 1983, she lives and works in Dovedale in the beautiful Peak District of Derbyshire, which is a constant inspiration for her painting. Bone paints mainly in oils and acrylic on canvas. Keen member of the worldwide arts website Deviant Art, her landscapes are usually among the most popular for the month under the Landscape category of Traditional Painting.

© All images courtesy of the artist

[more Ann Marie Bone | artist found at artmonia]

Poems are never just poems. They’re compensating for something. Here are the words I wish I had written in crescent-moon bite marks down your neck. Here are a hundred words for “stay,” and a hundred more for “please.” Here is how I hold a pen. Here is how the pen holds me. Here are my thoughts, over-steeped in empty fervor. Here is nothing and everything all at the same time.
Fragment 5, Kristina Kutateladze (via neongospel)
wnderlst:

Great Smoky Mountains National Park, USA | Eduardo Lierandi

wnderlst:

Great Smoky Mountains National Park, USA | Eduardo Lierandi
And it’s amazing how much noise people ignoring each other can make.
Eoin Colfer (via perfect)