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L'Amour et Psyche by Eugène Médard (1878)

“So what are you gonna say at my funeral, now that you’ve killed me? Here lies the body of the love of my life, whose heart I broke without a gun to my head. Here lies the mother of my children, both living and dead. Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted. Most bomb pussy who, because of me, sleep evaded. Her god listening. Her heaven will be a love without betrayal. Ashes to ashes, dust to side chicks.” Beyoncé: Lemonade (2016)

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by Konsta Punkka

The coldest nights

Flowers by Irving Penn (1980)

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Views from Mountain Hostel, Gimmelwald, Switzerland. ( via )