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wedarkacademia:– Susan Sontag
mayonezli:
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todosmismiedos:I love days when it feels easy to find beauty in everything
9eleven2001:that’s between me and my delusions
Our Common Ties
existential-celestial:“it was a soft October night,” — T. S. Eliot, from “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock,” in Selected Poems
you're an angel fallen down
virginiewoolf:Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
darkbicademia-deactivated202206:wishing for a childhood summer when life slows down to a standstill and i have all the time in the world to read and stare off into space
thevelvetpelican: Isn’t it wonderful how you’re always finding new songs and new books and new shows and new hobbies and new places and new people to fall in love with? There will always be things to love, as long as you stick around to find them.
mountain-spirits-deactivated202:early morning autumn mist, Maine, 2021
modern-austen:some of my favourite microscope images I’ve takenplease don’t repost without credit
xxdilfhunter6900xx:i love you rain, i love you cold air, i love you sound of raindrops hitting the rooftops, i love you cloudy skies
ofallingstar:The Witch of the West is Dead (2008)
tem-plada:ig: @tem.plada
wonders-of-the-cosmos:Galileo’s sketches and observations of the Moon revealed that the surface was mountainous. Date: 1616.
classic academia
goblincloud:walk on trees
mel2173:Alaska trip 12
chthonic-empyrean:Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things. They let things go.-Mary Ruefle, ‘The Cart’
thebeautyofsadness:come lie with me in the ruins of my mind
darkpoetrynprose:“It is June. I am tired of being brave.”― Anne Sexton
adorningwords:The human heart is a funny thing, it breaks so many times yet shamelessly it yearns for the same things that shattered it in the first place.
bled:Colmar in Alsace, France (via vsco.co)
simzart:
drum-cu-naluci:Siliștea Gumești, România [19.05]
chillpotato:- Sylvia Plath, from ’Ariel’
solxs:A veces me descubro a mi misma rebobinándome en aquellos lugares a los que llamé hogar,en abrazos cálidos,en los días donde dolió la cara de tanto reír,en la primera vez que me vi al espejo y no sentí desprecio.Me rebobino brillante,me rebobino
cabinhome:Humans
You have a decision to make
Inferior
astragifs:
dark-romantics:Ernest Hemingway
inferior: By Momcilo Popov
metamorphesque: ― Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body[text ID: To love someone is firstly to confess: I’m prepared to be devastated by you.]
timbllr:via weheartit
sunflauer:forehead kisses. that’s it. that’s the post.
inferior: Hell to the liars by Paolo Barretta
orwell: home of french ceramic artist marguerite carbonell (1910-2008) world of interiors Oct 07
andy
literature-cult:i just hate this feeling, thinking of all that could have been.
queenmoriarty:get in loser we’re gonna admire moss and mushrooms in the forest
nemfrog: Bird header. Babyhood. September 1890.Internet Archive
sagebetweenthepages:
honey
inferior: Isabella Zappe
partydrugs: Tina Sosna
nostalgiafornothing:the kitchen at 3 am is what I think a soulmate should feel like
wedarkacademia:― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
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