“I am hopelessly in love with a memory. An echo from another time, another place.”— Michael Faudet (via slyherin)
books, words, beauty, and the sea. my heart belongs on cape cod.
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Scoundrel? Scoundrel? I like the sound of that.
Star Wars: Episode V – The Empire Strikes Back | 1980 | dir. Irvin Kershner -
Furore, a village on Italy’s Amalfi coast, is known for its fjord, which is called the Fiordo. This gorge cuts straight into the rock, bringing a narrow strip of the sea to a lovely sandy beach. The town is hidden inside this rift, which is why Furore is sometimes called the “town that doesn’t exist.” There, at the beach, you can rest in the shade provided by the mountains or cool yourself in the blue water. (Source)
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i see so many girls and there’s so many different types of pretty… there’s like the honey, green tea pretty girls that like sitting outside and soaking up the sun…. the dark pretty with black eye make up and wild hair and piercings… the bad bitch pretty with killer highlight and striking style….. the lazy pretty girls with snapbacks and sneakers…. the bookish girls with glasses and sweaters that make your heart melt…. the soft Angel pretty girls who just look as sweet as a peach with soulful eyes…. the cute girls with chubby cheeks and messy hair and it seems like warmth emits from them… girls are so fucking beautiful
this is my favorite post, it makes me so happy
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"And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest night of the summer, a night so hot you can’t even wear a tee-shirt and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, although try to sleep is probably more accurate. And then at some point late, late, late at night, say just a bit before dawn, the heat finally breaks and the night turns into cool and when you briefly wake up, you notice that you’re almost chilly, and in your groggy, half-consciousness, you reach over and pull the sheet around you and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough and you drift back off into a deep sleep. And it’s that reaching, that gesture, that reflex we have to pull what’s warm - whether it’s something or someone - toward us, that feeling we get when we do that, that feeling of being sad in the world and ready for sleep, that’s happiness."
Paul Schmidtberger, Design Flaws of the Human Condition
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I love it when people tell me about me because I have no idea who I am
I love when people say “i really like that thing you do, you know when you (insert thing)” and you had no idea that is something you do. I also love it when people know more about you than you do. I get really excited.
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