“When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears. […] I think of the lips I’ve kissed, and of the wretched child I was, and of the madness of life and of the ambition that sometimes carries me away. I’m all those things at once. Extreme in misery, excessive in happiness.”— Albert Camus (via fyp-philosophy)
Temple of Love, Versailles, Paris
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Postcard from Mijas, Spain.
By Periscope9
Fluorite looks like a chunk of the night sky.
or an enderman orgy
