Nearly Kirk

Searching, starving and sassing.

  • "Life is both sad and solemn. We are led into a wonderful world, we meet one another here, greet each other—-and wander together for a brief moment. Then we lose each other and disappear as suddenly and unreasonably as we arrived"
    Jostein Gardner, Sophies World (via artvevo)

    (via artvevo)

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  • Cruising in Black

    (Source: itsgeedee, via lexestrex)

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  • Hozier - Like Real People Do - for Barn on the Farm Sessions. 

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  • Waiting for someone to bring me here one fine summer. Oh, English boy of my dreams with a large extended family and a charming grandmother, where art thou? 

    (via faantine)

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  • theparisreview:

    Sandals are the youth of a shoe
    And the memory of its trek to the desert

    I don’t know when the sandals will lose me
    Or when I will lose them, but they will be lost,
    Each in a different place:
    One not far from my home
    Among rocks and low bushes.
    And the other will drown in sand
    At the great sea,
    As the sinking sun
    Facing the sinking sun.

    Yehuda Amichai, from “Sandals.” Art: Eugène Boudin.

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