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“I watch him in the kitchen, and I think of how much it hurts to love somebody. How deep the hurt is, how almost unbearable. It’s not the love that hurts; it’s the possibility of anything happening to the object of your love.”
— Augusten Burroughs, Magical Thinking
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pinksplendor · 5 days
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I shall live on dreams because reality is too cruel for me. I think I shall be the kind of person that nobody understands,
Anaïs Nin, Linotte: The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1914-1920
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pinksplendor · 6 days
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My view (sped up) of eclipse in Indiana.
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pinksplendor · 7 days
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library book return dates
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pinksplendor · 17 days
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2024 Eclipse Totality, Toledo, OH
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pinksplendor · 19 days
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pinksplendor · 28 days
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by shapa_talabani
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pinksplendor · 1 month
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I never want to hear conservatives go on about repressive censorship in China, North Korea, and Iran ever again
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taken by me
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Ever After (1998) + Danielle’s ball gown
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Mt. Rainier, USA by Danielle Nelson
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pinksplendor · 2 months
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“It is part of her beauty, this quality of being not quite there, dreamlike.” - Anaïs Nin
© Nona Limmen Facebook / Instagram
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pinksplendor · 2 months
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normalise disappearing without an explanation
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pinksplendor · 2 months
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I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.)
"Mad Girl’s Love Song" by Sylvia Plath
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pinksplendor · 2 months
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“It lulls me. The river is like a drug. What I suffer from seems unreal when I come here.”
— Anaïs Nin, from “Delta Of Venus,” originally published c. August 1977
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pinksplendor · 3 months
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you don’t have to belong everywhere
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