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Kate Siegel photographed for The Haunting of Bly of Manor (Elle Magazine, November 2020)
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The ancient Greeks once believed humans once had four arms, four legs, and a single head made of two faces.  We were happy. Complete. So complete that the gods fearing our wholeness would quell our need for worship, cleaved us in two, leaving our split selves to wander the earth in misery.  Forever longing. Longing. Longing for the other half of our soul. It is said that when one half finds its other that there is an unspoken understanding. A unity. And each would know no greater joy than this. 
The Half of It (2020)
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get you a person who looks at you the way sandra oh looks at jodie comer
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“And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.”
— Unknown (via regular-love)
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ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.
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I need a new tattoo, an orgasm, and a good nights sleep.
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reblog if you’re a little lost in life rn
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via weheartit
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