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Old artists studios in London.
Imagine having your bed up there amongst all your art stuff and all these plants you have everywhere, having rain falling on the glass above you when you wake up in the morning and huddling under a blanket drinking a hot drink while you draw or browse tumblr or whatever. In this rustic old brick building.
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Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. As the Beatles once said” all I want to do is hold your hand.”
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back of the thigh tattoo photographed by a free people blogger at Coachella. “wild hearts can’t be broken”
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Give me a friendship like this please?!WHY HAVE I NEVER FUCKING SEEN THIS WOT
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