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Friedrich August von Kaulbach
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the thought of anyone else having you makes me feel disgusted.
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“The ‘what ifs’ and ‘should haves’ will eat your brain.”
— John O Callaghan
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Zoë Lianne, "Erasure"
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Mary Oliver, "Felicity"
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Emily Bronte, "Wuthering Heights"
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“Yes, there are times we live for somebody else.”
— The Lumineers; Dead Sea
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Leonardo da Vinci (and workshop) - Virgin of the Rocks (c. 1491). Detail.
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Ocean Vuong, from “The Last Prom Queen in Antarctica”, Time Is a Mother
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— Amal El-Mohtar, from This Is How You Lose the Time War (via lunamonchtuna)
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Lucretia (Detail), 1664. By Rembrandt van Rijn (1606-1669)
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Mary Magdalene as a Hermit (detail), Francesco Hayez, 1833.
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Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “Renascence”, The Selected Poetry of Edna St. Vincent Millay
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“Eye contact is a dangerous, dangerous thing. But lovely. God, so lovely.”
— Hedonist Poet
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Abandoned sanatorium Sergo Ordzhonikidze, Sochi, Russia | yuryudjin
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Barbara Bouchet in AMUCK (1972).
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“We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It’s our own concept — our own selves — that we love.”
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
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