29.10.2013

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Å berøre, sanse.

tactile ˈtaktʌɪl/
adjective: tactile

of or connected with the sense of touch 





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[nyctophilia]
(n.) love of darkness or night. finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness.










Good night, lovelies.

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27.10.2013

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"...all of a sudden summer swaps with autumn, my dear."









"there is a voice that doesn't use words. listen."
 
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25.10.2013

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I have borrowed sombody elses lovelies for this, my october moodboard - RECOVER


~credits~
Woman - Mathilda le Lapin
Man - Pablo Arroyo
'Move on' - unknown
Roses & Dreamers - me

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21.10.2013

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Høsten har sin egen letthet.















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20.10.2013

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<3





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when the layers subside ...










 

shell bracelets can be found here

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09.10.2013

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somber [ˈsɒmbə] adj
1. dismal; melancholy a sombre mood
2. dim, gloomy, or shadowy
3. (of colour, clothes, etc.) sober, dull, or dark
[from French, from Vulgar Latin subumbrāre,
to shade, from Latin sub beneath + umbra shade]
 
 

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06.10.2013

30

  
il pleut





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 Philosophy, ~ the love of wisdom. Philocaly, ~ the love of beauty.












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02.10.2013

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“Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists,
in a house that no longer exists, on the edge of a field that no longer exists,
where everything was discovered, and everything was possible.
A stick could be a sword, a pebble could be a diamond, a tree, a castle.
Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived in a house across the field,
from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games.
She was Queen and he was King. In the autumn light her hair shone like a crown.
They collected the world in small handfuls. When the sky grew dark,
they parted with leaves in their hair. 

Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl,
and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.”

― Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
 

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01.10.2013

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Oppskrift på stekt fiken med timian, honning og kanel finnes her.

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