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"I care not how humble your bookshelf may be, or how lonely the room which it adorns. Close the door of that room behind you, shut off with it all the cares of the outer world, plunge back into the soothing company of the great dead, and then you are through the magic portal into that fair land whither worry and vexation can follow you no more. You have left all that is vulgar and all that is sordid behind you. There stand your noble, silent comrades, waiting in their ranks. Pass your eye down their files. Choose your man. And then you have but to hold up your hand to him and away you go together into dreamland."

- Arthur Conan Doyle, Through The Magic Door (via observando)

Aug 23
twistedviper:

bitter-sweet-laugh:

can-u-not-my-wayward-son:

I’m pISIING

LOL

ARE YOU MISSING THE DUDE IN THE BACK PUTTING THE FISH BACK AFTER LOOKING HER I CAN’T
Aug 23

twistedviper:

bitter-sweet-laugh:

can-u-not-my-wayward-son:

I’m pISIING

LOL

ARE YOU MISSING THE DUDE IN THE BACK PUTTING THE FISH BACK AFTER LOOKING HER I CAN’T

(Source: lawebloca, via cicigirl1999)

Aug 23

(Source: sterlinggraves, via sunsetfleur)

allthebeautifulthings9828:

I smell it in the air. It’s coming.

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Halloween season.

(via halloweenandautumnthings)

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