All I want to do is cuddle with my boyfriend and watch The Princess Bride. I’m gay.
(Source: moanarch, via musing-artemis)
This looks like a river where nymphs would play…I bet they do when mortal eyes are turned away ;)
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I hate you with all my heart, and I wish you could see this.
(Source: thosegorgeouspeople, via crookedhearts)
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I want to back to the sea. To the sea of possibilities. To the sea of Theseus and Aegeus. With every wave a new tale is washed ashore. With a crash against the molten rock, an ancient secret is revealed. A secret of the white stained village lying atop the ebony crags left by the fury of Poseidon so long ago. So long ago, in times of old, when the gods quaked with passion and rage. When these immortal women thundered under the King of the Skies, never letting their voices go unheard to those of flesh and blood.
Alas, those times have come and gone. For now that anger has been quenched. Tranquility remains where antagonism was often known. Those of the starry heavens do not govern the lives of the meek and small. Those crashing waves only rustle with the wisdom of a former age. Now only the cooling breeze perturb the men and women of Santorini. For rosy fingered Dawn appears once more…
(Source: elhieroglyph, via seemeinthesky)
Marie Antoinette; scenery
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When you realize you have no one.
