let us lay in the sun and count every beautiful thing we can see.

She was the still point of the turning world, man.

(via ventio)

“Don’t let yourself die without knowing the wonder of fucking with love.”

Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores, translation by Edith Grossman

(Source: frenchtwist, via ultraviolentyouth)

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