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The Izabella Dynamic

I bring you with reverent hands / The books of my numberless dreams / White woman that passion has worn / As the tide wears the dove-grey sands / And with heart more old than the horn / That is brimmed from the pale fire of time / White woman with numberless dreams / I bring you my passionate rhyme. - W. B. Yeats

Conner Youngblood | The Warpath

we’re bulletproof until we bleed out

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I think of you every five minutes.
The other four are sorry they forgot
your name.

Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)

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Piotr Sonnewend
www.sonnewend.de
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beyond-creation-artblog:

Piotr Sonnewend

www.sonnewend.de

If you like this, maybe you want to have a look at my own art:

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But as long as I love you I am not free.

—Bob Dylan, Biograph (via larmoyante)

bforbonnie:

ice

Human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast obscure unfinished masterpiece.

Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via wordsnquotes)

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