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I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills.
—— Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner (via seabois)

Street Fighting Man by The Rolling Stones
endlessme:

1969 Pirelli calendar photographed by Harri Peccinotti

Crosby, Stills, and Nash, London, 1969
© Linda McCartney
dirt-babe:

Maraschino Cherry (1978, Radley Metzger)
We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.
—— Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead (via larmoyante)

The Jean Genie by David Bowie