this is the part of me.

“Hola sería una bella fantasía si no me fueras tan lejana, tan ajena, tan perfecta.”

– Diarios de añoranza, Ave Literaria. (via aveliteraria)

urbanthropologie:

fading-art:
vintage/nature
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Roberto Bolaño

“Sus labios en mis
labios hacían sentir
que era inmortal.”

– Haiku, Denise Márquez (via denisesoyletras)

mystic-revelations:

Zabriskie Moonset (by Deej6)

mikkelbangmer:

Poem by rustyvoices

Chris Evans in What’s your number.

sophieseyd:

A tiny, abandoned fishing hut just outside of Isafjordur, Iceland. Isafjordur is one of Iceland’s most northern fishing villages with just over 1,000 residents and their own small airport to fly in supplies. It’s as isolated as it is spectacular.
Man, I wan’t to go to Iceland soooo bad.

thomas-shelby:

dean + sunglasses

“Hola sería una bella fantasía si no me fueras tan lejana, tan ajena, tan perfecta.”

“Sus labios en mis labios hacían sentir que era inmortal.”

“Sus labios en mis
labios hacían sentir
que era inmortal.”