nevver:

Girls in their summer dresses

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nevver:

Going places

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(via veritability)

nobody likes damaged goods. 

imdabaus:

Gif of my life

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nevver:

Post Apocalyptic Bart Simpson

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(via cicconeyouthh)

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nevver:

Moonrise Kingdom

cannot wait for this

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W. H. Auden


Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. 

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. 

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good

#poetry  #auden  #parents  

Deactivated facebook, so I dont know where else to share. Was listening to this the whole day while studying, wondering “where did my youth go”

#nostalgia  #yui  
 
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