1. 21:24 16th Apr 2014

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    Reblogged from ohfairies

    Tags: oh wow

    I have always had a soft spot for winter, the way other kids who lived near me held parties and small gatherings inside, like a secret sort of sect or cult, the way I would inhale the morning bus stop air and it was so cold that its long claws grasped my very soul. I loved the nights I would spend walking home from catching the late bus and watching all the cars speed past me into the lonely distance, I would have my head phones in, blocked off from reality I was in my own world. My fingers were always covered with flecks of paint, on the long rides home from University I would inspect them, “working hands” I thought to myself,” like a builder” only I was building other things.
    — A segment from a story I started writing once (via ohfairies)

    (Source: ciinemas)

  2. 20:39

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    Reblogged from tierradentro

    William-Adolphe BouguereauDante and Virgile in Hell, detail, 1850.

    (Source: detailsdetales)

  3. 20:38

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    Reblogged from tierradentro

    image: Download


Study for the Spanish Dance - John Singer Sargent


    Study for the Spanish Dance - John Singer Sargent


  4. 19:45

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    Reblogged from grenouilless

    He saw that I was shy, and at the time I was still scared of feeling with another person, so he put his arm around me and pulled me and put my head on his breast and gave me love actually.

  5. 18:50

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    Reblogged from nayyirahwaheed


    Those pictures make me nostalgic of my childhood and the precious times spent with my grandma. It brings back the smell and sensation of fresh henna she used to put on my hands when I begged her to do so. She was pleased, and I was proud to show it off to my friends in kindergarden the next morning, and the next following days until it completely faded.

  6. 16:30

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    Reblogged from warsanshires

    Tell me where it hurts, she’d say. Stop howling. Just calm down and show me where.
    But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever stop howling.
    — Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin (via blurrymelancholy)

    (Source: tryhowandwhy)

  7. 15:43

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    Reblogged from greatestreality


    Austin and San Antonio, Texas

    April 2014

  8. 13:39

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    Reblogged from warsanshires

    Tags: comfort

    I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the astonishing light of your own being.
    — Hafiz (via wordsthat-speak)
  9. 11:17

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    Reblogged from seraphine-therese

    Tags: rena



    Painting 411 portfolio! These are some of my favourite pieces from this series.

    Oil, acrylic, and permanent marker. 2014.

    AWH YAH painting’s done!!

    Also, I finally changed the name of my art tumblr from misslittledessertspoon to serena-tang. It looks a bit better on a business card.


    misslittledessertspoon ——> serena-tang

    Do it. And I’ll call you a lovable little shit forever :) I’ll for sure be updating this more since I will no longer have school assignments and can art as I please~

    My friend is so talented!!! <3

  10. 10:13

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    Reblogged from ricetwink


    Mark Ruffalo and Matt Bomer in The Normal Heart

    (Source: moonchild30)