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Jul 23, 2014 / 1 note

Lay me down on a soil of clouds only.

Sip on my bottle of sin til you dont feel lonely.

Sprinkle me over with a ray of angel dust.

Though its not love, its unconditional lust.

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Melancholia — Lars von Trier (2011)
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Melancholia — Lars von Trier (2011)


Mountain Range on We Heart It
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Just like him.

I was 4 years old and my father just returned from a trip to New Zealand.  I was excited to hear about his experience because I had never heard of this place before.  It sounded like a fairy tale, a land far far away.  He had bought me a big beautiful shiny atlas. He said I was just like him, born to see the world and so he handed me the world, assembled in just a couple of pages, promising me that one day I’d land my feet on each one of them.


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