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thearchiveshop: Prada wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop: Prada wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

thearchiveshop:  Prada  wearable computing Concept

Where&Amp;Rsquo;S My Fire

Where&Amp;Rsquo;S My Fire

Clingnebula

Clingnebula

Nauseadaily: “He Does Not Live, But Neither Is He Inanimate.” — Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (Via Nauseadaily)

Nauseadaily:  “He Does Not Live, But Neither Is He Inanimate.” —  Jean-Paul

Gacougnol:hugues Erreparis 2Th May 1982

Gacougnol:hugues Erreparis 2Th May 1982

Petitgrimoire: Inner Self With Sumyko

Petitgrimoire:  Inner Self With Sumyko

Anatomicdeadspace:collecting The Emaciated Corpses Of Children In Warsaw Ghetto, 1941.

Anatomicdeadspace:collecting The Emaciated Corpses Of Children In Warsaw Ghetto,

Gateways-Ov-Flesh: …To Dream In Golden Spheres.

Gateways-Ov-Flesh:  …To Dream In Golden Spheres.

Melisica:i’m Tired Of Meeting The Same People In Different Bodies.

Melisica:i’m Tired Of Meeting The Same People In Different Bodies.

Am I Deluded?

Am I Deluded?

Omyt: [Screenshot] Dior Homme Ss14 Ph. Willy Vanderperre 

Omyt:  [Screenshot] Dior Homme Ss14 Ph. Willy Vanderperre 

Away-From-All-Suns: “The Sense Of Justice Is An Enemy Of Prayer. How To Ask For A Miracle If Innumerable Human Beings, Just Like Yourself, Begged And It Was Refused To Them?” — Czesław Milosz, Unattainable Earth

Away-From-All-Suns:  “The Sense Of Justice Is An Enemy Of Prayer. How To Ask For

Blacktout: “It Is Not Her Interest In Me That I Miss – But Those Moments In Which We Seemed To Share Some Perception, Some Feeling, Some Indefinable Experience In Which We Were Both Unaware Of Ourselves.” — T. S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party

Blacktout:  “It Is Not Her Interest In Me That I Miss – But Those Moments In

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