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Ask me anything   Dancing is not just getting up painlessly, like a leaf blown on the wind; dancing is when you tear your heart out and rise out of your body to hang suspended between the worlds. — Rumi

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satan:let there be wifi passwords
satan:let there be calories
satan:let there be post limit
satan:let there be swag
satan:let there be crocs
satan:let there be twilight
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victoriousvocabulary:

CALLOPHOBIA
[noun]
the fear of beauty.

victoriousvocabulary:

CALLOPHOBIA

[noun]

the fear of beauty.

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— 4 days ago with 329 notes
aljazeera:

A Syrian woman in the town of Houla says she hid behind a door as gunmen shot dead children in the house.
The government has blamed “terrorists” for the killings, which the opposition said were carried out by government forces and pro-Assad thugs.

aljazeera:

A Syrian woman in the town of Houla says she hid behind a door as gunmen shot dead children in the house.

The government has blamed “terrorists” for the killings, which the opposition said were carried out by government forces and pro-Assad thugs.

— 5 days ago with 549 notes
pixiewinksfairywhispers:

treasuredkeepsakes:The Land Of Faeries @pinterest.com
Princess Edane… heard a voice singing on a May Eve like this, and followed half awake and half asleep, until she came into the Land of Faery, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue. 
~William Butler Yeats, “The Land of Heart’s Desire,” 1894

pixiewinksfairywhispers:

treasuredkeepsakes:The Land Of Faeries @pinterest.com

Princess Edane… heard a voice singing on a May Eve like this, and followed half awake and half asleep, until she came into the Land of Faery, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue. 

~William Butler Yeats, “The Land of Heart’s Desire,” 1894

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— 1 week ago with 80 notes
‎1950's lyrics:Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfilled. For, my darling, I love you, and I always will.
1960's lyrics:When the girl in your arms is the girl in your heart, then you've got everything.
1970's lyrics:I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
2012 lyrics:Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt.
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