And alien tears will fill for him,
Pity’s long-broken urn,
For his mourners will be outcast men,
And outcasts always mourn.
“The Ballad of Reading Gaol”
-Oscar Wilde
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sometimes camera’s just glitch out and this is the end result…
photo: Amber Moralis http://amberdanesemoralis.tumblr.com/
Clothing: MLNW
Full, fragrant petals to crunch, sheet, and concrete.
Love, floating objects of desire to awakening reality and the snapping of wings.
Determination to deterioration.
If it does not wither, is it not real?
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Paul Newman & Jean Simmons
Love is merely a madness
—William Shakespeare (via loveage-moondream)
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