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As years passed me, I now value solitude more than social interaction. I now understand why the old people seemed to carry the universe on their back when I was young.

To be honest, it is heavier than I expected. I never crave big birthday parties anymore, no more festival gatherings.

I just want a New Year alone, with pizza and beer.

I just want a coffee date with myself, only thinking of what to read later.

I just want to sleep all day.

I just want someone to tell about my side on a political drama.

I just want to plant cacti on Sundays.

I just want to... be me again.

I know now what the value of friendship and companionship are; I should have given them to deserving people, not just random strangers. I should have given them to myself. I should have said “no” when I felt I should or said “yes” when I thought I must.

Those mistakes did lose me a lot of people, but I know it is for the better. I know that people are just phases of the moon, they appear full then one night they fade away.

For a few friends I have, I am grateful. And, no, you are not one of them.~

~Sant Bibliophile دوار الشمس

art: Vincent Giarrano

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https://www.instagram.com/p/Ca7o39_OSaB

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㋡🥀

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Kisses and Coffee

Ron Hicks -  Impressionist Figurative painter

PS: I’m doing a survey on Dark Academia for a university project, if you like DA, I’d be happy to have you do it: https://forms.gle/bhFRX9ivTs9BXXdj8 

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Breathe out everything

you are against.

Surrender the argument.

For just an instant

be nothing

in the gentle palm

of desolation

between breaths.

Inhalation, exhalation,

wings of unknowing

that brush up your spine,

ringing each vertebra

like a bell-full of night.

If your heart is broken,

it must have opened

during the darkest hour

before dawn.

And what opens is a door.

A Friend must have

touched you there

while you were sleeping.

Enter the wound.

This healing pain,

this flower surge of yearning

in your sternum.

There is no other way

to the darkness

that illuminates the sun

but wonder free from thought.

It only takes a moment

to turn each cell

in your body to a chalice

of golden fire.

~ Fred LaMotte: https://yourradiance.blogspot.com/

[Art: Ekaterina Belinskaya]

#poem

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“It’s rare to meet someone with a mind just as beautiful as their face.”

— Unknown

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I Loved My Friend - Langston Hughes // As It Was - Harry Styles // @shhhitsfine // I Built a Friend - Alec Benjamin // @fairycosmos // It’s Not The Same Anymore - Rex Orange County // Snow and Dirty Rain - Richard Siken // Supercut - Lorde // War of the Foxes - Richard Siken // @incendavery // The Glass Essay - Anne Carson // It’s Not The Same Anymore - Rex Orange County // @adampvrrish // The Sea - John Banville

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“But then it passed, as all things do.”

— Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed

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by Fredrik Rättzén

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by Mark Heine

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‘96 S/S Migoscha catalogue

Here is some evidence of Migoscha and its prominence. The catalogue is quite ahead of its time, for it includes a variety of outfit styles and pieces in  contemporary style and cut. There are slip dresses as well as two piece suits with key features like obi style belts. The colour palette as well as the garment patterns resemble that of which we find the best niche brands of today provide. I will be posting more from Migoscha on the Skirt universe. This is what people nonchalantly refer to as a hidden gem, except I will not refer to it nonchalantly. I THINK WE GOT ANOTHER ONE!!

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#eastvillage #nyc #nyc it girl

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“The rare tri boop”

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