Entre la confusión, y los tags.

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Tú que atormentas mis noches cuando no sé qué camino de mi vida tomar… te he pagado cien veces mi deuda. De las brasas del ensueño sólo me quedan las cenizas de la mentira, que tú misma, me habías obligado a oír. Y la blanca plenitud, no era como el viejo interludio y sí, una morena de finos tobillos que me clavó la pena de un pecho punzante en el que creí, y que no me dejó más que el remordimiento de haber visto nacer la luz sobre mi soledad. E iré a descansar, con la cabeza entre dos palabras, en el valle de los avasallados.Leólo.

Interminable<-> bucle, de cosas irreales...

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supalove:

thinksquad:

This girl was crying and begging the policeman not to hit her or any of her friends. Then the policeman started crying as well and he said to her: “You just hold on girl.”
The photo comes from protests happening in Bulgaria right now. Students are protesting poverty and corruption in Bulgaria’s Socialist-backed government, chaining themselves to the doors of Sofia University and clashing with police outside of parliament.
After the photo was taken it quickly went viral

this picture is so powerful

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supalove:

thinksquad:

This girl was crying and begging the policeman not to hit her or any of her friends. Then the policeman started crying as well and he said to her: “You just hold on girl.”

The photo comes from protests happening in Bulgaria right now. Students are protesting poverty and corruption in Bulgaria’s Socialist-backed government, chaining themselves to the doors of Sofia University and clashing with police outside of parliament.

After the photo was taken it quickly went viral

this picture is so powerful

(Source: thinksquad)

thedollcafe:

Custom Skelita by EngelMech

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thedollcafe:

Custom Skelita by EngelMech

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poppyslovingyou:

chesireclam:

arcanacat:

allthingshyper:

smallworldofbigal:

ashleymater:

Tippi Benjamine Okanti Degré, daughter of French wildlife photographers Alain Degré and Sylvie Robert, was born in Namibia. During her childhood she befriended many wild animals, including a 28-year old elephant called Abu and a leopard nicknamed J&B. She was embraced by the Bushmen and the Himba tribespeople of the Kalahari, who taught her how to survive on roots and berries, as well as how to speak their language.

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in before tumblr screams about cultural appropiation

This doesn’t even count as cultural appropriation

This isn’t a person robbing a culture, to hell with the others

This is a child born right next to that culture

Who was embraced by the people and taught how to do some of the things they do

Which is not the same as cultural appropriation

No cultural appropriation. Just something really beautiful.

I love the picture where she’s cuddling a frog.

Don’t send her to school when she is older.

radiationdude:

Death by Claudia-SG

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radiationdude:

Death by Claudia-SG

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eatsleepdraw:

a pencil drawing by The Ink Draw 
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eatsleepdraw:

a pencil drawing by The Ink Draw 

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eatyourpie:

ldwt:

Grandmas Rock. A Photographic Series by Jay Hynes

I have seen my future.

"No hay viejos nostálgicos, es mentira. Los viejos ya se han resignado, ya han dicho su último adiós. Son los adolescentes y los adultos jóvenes quienes sufren el mal de la nostalgia; están diciendo adiós todos los días."

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Roger Wolfe / Escrito con la lengua (fragmento)  (via pecadosmortales)

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"Estaba siendo visitado por cientos de demonios que ni el Diablo mismo podría aguantar."

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Charles Bukowski, Factotum. (via facetasdemipsique)