The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.


  — W.B. Yeats (via seabois)

(Source: pearldusk)


bryjins:

Taylor
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alecshao:

Jennis Li Cheng Tien
vidkili:

Lisette Model 

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Lisette Model 


My soul is a hidden orchestra ; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tambours I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear, is the symphony.


  — The Book of Disquiet - Fernando Pessoa (via seabois)

It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you.


  — Eric Roth. (via karachitonewyork)

tranqualizer:

incenses:

“I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. ” Frida Kahlo

girl, werk.

tranqualizer:

incenses:

“I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. ” Frida Kahlo

girl, werk.


Most importantly, if you can at all avoid it, don’t be normal. Strive, burn and do everything you can to avoid being the industry standard. Even the highest industry standard. Be greater than anything anyone else has ever dreamed of you. Don’t settle for pats on the back, salary increases, a nod-and-a-smile. Instead, rage against the tepidness of the mundane with every fiber of whatever makes you, you. Change this place.


  — I Wrote This For You: The Defiance Of The Different (via kari-shma)

I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea. There is not any part of me that is alone and absolute except my mind, and we shall find that the mind has no existence by itself, it is only the glitter of the sun on the surfaces of the water.


  — D. H. Lawrence (via seabois)