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— Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.
[text ID: It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am made of.]
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i feel the cigarette smoke pass my lungs,
its taste on my tongue,
oh it's just like you,
injurious to health.
- madhira
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Lust, Love and Longing: How a Hong Kong Photographer Captured Wong Kar-wai’s Cinematic Mood
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Boris Anisfeld - Clouds over the Black Sea - Crimea (1900s)
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It was April and she was the saddest thing under the sun.
Khush Bakht via wordedarchive
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People aren't homes, they never will be. People are rivers, always changing, forever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them.
~ Nikita Gill
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hate when men have big beautiful brown eyes like a baby cow . shut the fuck up
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2007
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fuck "girl lunch" fuck "girl math" a woman is a hairy animal who sweats and grunts and excretes and hungers and gets wrinkly and dies eventually. you have to love that.
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the cover of swank magazine, 1968🌀
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a lover’s discourse, roland barthes
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