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“The saddest truth is realising you have fallen madly in love with what can never be.”

— Michael Faudet

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am i real?

post by : @playingonmydsi <3

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I am once again yearning for the sea

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“The shortest poem is a name.”

— Anne Michaels from  A Definition of Fiction and Poetry

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The Rain (Cover) by Haburu

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Soul mates. It’s extrememly rare but it exists. Sort of like twin souls tuning into each other. Apparently even in death.

What Dreams May Come, (1998)

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Eileen Myles, "Sleepless." I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014

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Stromboli (1950), dir. Roberto Rossellini

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emma. (2020, dir. autumn de wilde)

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“I crave physical affection. I ache for it in my every nerve ending. My whole body craves the feel of your touch ghosting across my neck, my arms, my hips, my legs… Your fingers caressing my skin, barely, softly, slowly, electrocuting the hair on the back of my neck. My head on your chest, and the way your breathing lulls my entire body to nirvana.”

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“Cupid and Psyche”, by Friedrich Paul Thumann

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i sat quietly beside the window, closed my eyes and listened to the rhythm of gentle waves hitting the sea shore...

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Bob Dylan sitting on his equipment truck, Woodstock, New York State, Elliott Landy, 1968

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BAREFOOT IN THE PARK dir. Gene Saks 

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Ed Gordeev