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I’m going to get a flower thigh tattoo anyone willing to design?

I’ll do a dance to make the rain come,
smile to keep the sky from falling, down, down, down,
collect the love that I’ve been given,
make a nest for us to sleep in here, you know it’s real

what was your question? love is the answer

(Source: perdu-, via nine-divines)

"April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain."

— T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (via hellanne)

(via euphoriagony)