Le vent nous portera

Uma criança perdida no mercado, que não chora porque está na seção de doces.
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(Source: sundaystorms)



(Source: contextplease)


thelostie:

Matilda was left alone. That was how she liked it.

allthingseurope:

Worsley, UK (by bhawi)

allthingseurope:

Worsley, UK (by bhawi)


(Source: johnsturturro)

querido

querido



(Source: daisybuchanans)


I want to confess as best I can, but my heart is void. The void is a mirror.
I see my face and feel loathing and horror. My indifference to men has shut me out.
I live now in a world of ghosts, a prisoner in my dreams.

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