architectureandfilmblog: From Top: Ice-Q (SPECTRE), Juvet Landscape Hotel (EX MACHINA), Waldhaus Flims Resort & Spa (YOUTH), Villa Överby (THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOO) 8 SNOWY FILMS (FOR ARCHITECTURE ENTHUSIASTS) Friends from more wintery

architectureandfilmblog: From Top: Ice-Q (SPECTRE), Juvet Landscape Hotel (EX MACHINA), Waldhaus Flims Resort & Spa (YOUTH), Villa Överby (THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOO) 8 SNOWY FILMS (FOR ARCHITECTURE ENTHUSIASTS) Friends from more wintery

Dailyadamdriver:throwback Thursday: Adam Driver Editionphotography By: Inez &Amp;Amp; Vinoodh

Lifeinpoetry: “I Want Your Heart, And I Think I Mean To Eat It.” — Taylor Steele, From “Brown Sex,” Published In Maps For Teeth

Xshayarsha: | Make Me Choose → Sylvia Plath Or | Fyodor Dostoevsky | Requested By @Croathia “…I Can Love Truly Only With Pain And Only Through Pain. I Cannot Love Otherwise, And I Know No Other Love. I Need Pain In Order To Love…” -

Hvorenn: “I Try To Say Something, But All I Get Are The Wrong Words—The Wrong Words Or The Exact Opposite Words From What I Mean.” — Haruki Murakami, In Norwegian Wood

Bruce-Wayne: I Used To Spend A Lot Of Time Alone As A Kid, Creating Characters And Doing Voices In My Room, And I Thought To Myself, I’m Either Going To Go Absolutely Nuts, Or I’m Going To Find Something To Put That Energy Into.

Lapadanochao:https://Www.instagram.com/P/Bvji7Shhzfj

Mashamorevna: “ It’s Not Like Us. It’s Unlike Us. I Don’t Know What It Wants, Or If It Wants.. But It Will Grow Until It Encompasses Everything. Our Bodies And Our Minds Will Be Fragmented Into Their Smallest Parts Until Not One Part Remains.

Artruby:vincent J.f. Huang.

Driflloon: Ming Xi @ Dior Fw10

Tryppi: The Tale Of Genji | Yoshitaka Amano

Mashamorevna: “I Remember You. You Were Made Of Light.” — Maria Eugenia Calderara, From Poems Of Exile; “I Still Don’t Know Your Name,” (Via Horrorshow)

Vacant-Cinema: Vacant Cinema: Jane Eyre (2011) Dir. Cary Joji Fukunaga I Wish A Woman Could Have Action In Her Life, Like A Man. It Agitates Me To Pain That The Skyline Over There Is Ever Our Limit. I Long Sometimes For A Power Of Vision That Would

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