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devadecay:

“From hence there is no escape but through the gates of death; and it is late, late, ere these open to us. Yet it is comfort to think that we leave behind us on earth those who shall be wretched as ourselves.”
                                                                         Walter Scott, Ivanhoe

devadecay:

“From hence there is no escape but through the gates of death; and it is late, late, ere these open to us. Yet it is comfort to think that we leave behind us on earth those who shall be wretched as ourselves.”


                                                                         Walter Scott, Ivanhoe

(Source: fairy-punk)

mannequinmode:

fuckyeahmodelhomme: Clement Chabernaud

mannequinmode:

fuckyeahmodelhomme: Clement Chabernaud

(via 9thspace)

(Source: ss2007, via city-ish)

devadecay:

“From hence there is no escape but through the gates of death; and it is late, late, ere these open to us. Yet it is comfort to think that we leave behind us on earth those who shall be wretched as ourselves.”
                                                                         Walter Scott, Ivanhoe

devadecay:

“From hence there is no escape but through the gates of death; and it is late, late, ere these open to us. Yet it is comfort to think that we leave behind us on earth those who shall be wretched as ourselves.”


                                                                         Walter Scott, Ivanhoe

(Source: fairy-punk)

(Source: no-place-like-home, via fawun)

(Source: flickr.com, via runwa-y)

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