giftedwithaesthetics:

Look at the sky tonight, all of the stars have a reason…

softrvses:

@softrvses

(via softrvses)

vilicity:

Last one.

(Source: vilicity, via halcyot)

letemporaire:

“The cruelty of the world was tranquil. The murder was deep. And death was not what we thought.”

— Clarice Lispector, from The Complete Stories: “Love” (via autumnalsonata)

(via wildesoscars)

autumnalsonata:

“… your river into which I dip my hands, saddened and eternal, with your pebbles of mother-of-pearl and burned moss.”

— Zvonimir Golob, from “The Body of a Woman”, tr. by Vasa Mihailovich

(via bebemoon)

(Source: orphicss, via levrathan)