we'll sing until the wandering soul is found
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+++++ sevum:

(by stefanyalves)
+++++ slekes:

sea of love (by Prinka Saraswati)
+++++ riotv4n:

troubled
(by Dasha Riabchenko)
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It is known that there are an infinite number of worlds, simply because there is an infinite amount of space for them to be in. However, not every one of them is inhabited. Therefore, there must be a finite number of inhabited worlds. Any finite number divided by infinity is as near to nothing as makes no odds, so the average population of all the planets in the Universe can be said to be zero. From this it follows that the population of the whole Universe is also zero, and that any people you may meet from time to time are merely the products of a deranged imagination.

— Douglas Adams (via slekes)
+++++ moanarch:

(by Brian R Bielawa)
+++++ formido:

She was lovely. by deartomorrow on Flickr.
+++++ formido:

untitled by ∞gravityrideseverything on Flickr.
+++++ formido:

untitled by Jocelyn Catterson and Jeremy Daigneault on Flickr.
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The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.

Fernando Pessoa (via nagging)

(via write-it-out)

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+++++ 15natives:

(by sylvain-emmanuel .P)
+++++ rejouir:

000042 (by Phoenix Konstantin)
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Julia (by See Creatures)