January 2011
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Oh, kiss me like the final meal. Yeah, kiss me like we die tonight. ‘Cause holy cow, I love your eyes. And only now I see the light.
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“As death, when we come to consider it closely, is the true goal of our...”
– Mozart, in a letter to his father Leopold, 1787. (via blogthoven)
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oh you fancy, huh?
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