May 2013
13 posts
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May 17th
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Gratulerer med dagen, vakre landsmenn(esker)!
May 17th
May 17th
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May 8th
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May 8th
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May 8th
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May 8th
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May 8th
820 notes
4 tags
The Making of "Hero" →
May 7th
7 tags
May 6th
5,338 notes
2 tags
el desorden es tu penicilina brincando curas los dolores sin aspirina vamo’ a portarnos mal, Calle 13
May 6th
5 tags
May 5th
11 notes
4 tags
May 5th
209 notes
April 2013
24 posts
2 tags
Apr 22nd
230 notes
10 tags
Apr 15th
9 tags
Apr 14th
lo único que me deja muy jodida con este theme son los marcos. vamos a ver.
Apr 14th
4 tags
Apr 14th
9,407 notes
4 tags
Apr 14th
33 notes
5 tags
Apr 14th
61 notes
1 tag
jeg drømte at jeg kunne forespørre hvilken som helst sang av et symfoniorkester, med Emmy Rossum som sanger. jeg endte opp med litt Phantom of the Opera siden hun spilte Christine Dae. ah. vi var midt i skjærgården, og bølgene var høye.
Apr 14th
2 tags
Apr 14th
2,293 notes
Apr 10th
28 notes
Apr 10th
382 notes
2 tags
compadre, quiero morir decentemente en mi cama.
Apr 10th
Apr 9th
3 notes
2 tags
“Throw on some Pink Floyd on the stereo and dance in the suave sunlight peaking...”
Apr 8th
7 tags
Apr 8th
1 note
Apr 7th
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Apr 4th
1 note
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Apr 3rd
4 notes
hm. jeg vil til Venezia.
Apr 3rd
3 tags
Apr 3rd
8,899 notes
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Apr 3rd
531 notes
5 tags
Apr 2nd
6 notes
Apr 2nd
6 tags
Apr 1st
March 2013
16 posts
5 tags
Mar 31st
2 notes
1 tag
A sudden liking - Joan Miró
A strong liking for the Spanish painter; Joan Miró is developing today. It commences now, 5 days after mi second visit to Museo la Reina Sofía in Madrid. The positive, charming simplicity of his paintings captivates the springtime.
Mar 25th
Mar 25th
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Mar 25th
23 notes
4 tags
Mar 24th
1 note
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Mar 14th
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“jeg har skikkelig lyst til å tegne pechos i kveld, så det er akkurat det jeg...”
– noe av det artigste å tegne, jo
Mar 14th
ListenVanessa Da Mata - Não Me Deixe Só
Mar 12th
2 notes
5 tags
Mar 12th
16 notes
Mar 11th
7 tags
Mar 11th
3 tags
Si el hombre pudiera decir(Cernuda)
Si el hombre pudiera decir lo que ama, si el hombre pudiera levantar su amor por el cielo como una nube en la luz; si como muros que se derrumban, para saludar la verdad erguida en medio, pudiera derrumbar su cuerpo, dejando sólo la verdad de su amor, la verdad de sí mismo, que no se llama gloria, fortuna o ambición, sino amor o deseo, yo sería aquel que imaginaba; aquel que con su lengua, sus...
Mar 7th
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Mar 6th