|—||Ernest Hemingway “A Moveable Feast” (via a-certain-shade)|
When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
Vai ver pessoas que não estejam nem aí pra mim seja minha maior tara sexual.
|—||Gabito Nunes (via ga-bi-to)|
The original handwritten lyrics to George Harrison’s “Something”.
The Eye by Lennart Nilsson, Photograph, 1966
Aí a pessoa tem que fazer um monte de coisa e acaba não fazendo nada.