the northern light

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America - Simon & Garfunkel

From the gentle nape of your neck to the bountiful hills of your breasts and the sensual softness of your lips is all I dream about. I’m in constant and sweet reverie. I’m looking at the world with rose-colored glasses and kaleidoscopic eyes, and all the beauty that surrounds me always reminds me of you. I never knew it was possible but you have hijacked my mind and occupied my heart for good. The love in your smile gives meaning to my life and inspiration for my soul. May you forever be in my dreams and soon in my arms.

“Let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together.”

what. what. ignore all that above and just listen to the damn song.

“Kathy, I’m lost,” I said, though I knew she was sleeping. I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why.

theworldwelivein:

The colors of Venice, Italy
© ottootto1968

victoriastation:

Julie Andrews—Feed the Birds (Mary Poppins OST)

to the steps of St. Paul

Whenever I write a novel, I have a strong sense that I am doing something I was unable to do before. With each new work, I move up a step and discover something new inside me. I don’t see this novel as a departure, but I do think it has been a major step in my career. Formally speaking, this is the first full-length novel I have written from beginning to end in the third person.

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—	Haruki Murakami, the author of this week’s story, “Town of Cats,” talking to the magazine’s fiction editor, Deborah Treisman. Click through for the rest of their chat. (via newyorker)

leikelaa:

may I have your babies.

tjaxckson:

“Baby, you are gonna miss that plane.”

Grand Canal = oblig reblog.

responsibilitybeginswithsight:

THIS MOMENT.

will. always. reblog.

entertainmentweekly:

Oh, when a crime breaks out, all the cute girls shout, get the good-looking guy. When there’s a crime out there, he’s gonna comb his hair, ‘cause he’s the good-looking guy.

Book ‘em, Good Looking.

oblig reblog

Oh, when a crime breaks out, all the cute girls shout, get the good-looking guy. When there’s a crime out there, he’s gonna comb his hair, ‘cause he’s the good-looking guy.