| By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule -- From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, Out of SPACE -- out of TIME. from "Dream-Land" Edgar Allan Poe |










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"I can't imagine how awful that must feel. Being normal? Ugh."
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"people think that if you love somebody hard enough, then everything's gonna work out. people are wrong."
Hope to see you in my gallery again
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my macro gallery [link]
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Maltese Deviants
Philosophical Thought / Idea