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plays Avril 14th out loud on a crowded bus and all conversation immediately ceases, everyone starts dejectedly staring out the window or at their feet, driver goes past the next stop

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Alessandra Sanguinetti, Portrait of Modern 𝓟𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓭, 2004

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when did we as a society start allowing a sandwich to cost sixteen dollars? eighteen? I know I've paid twenty-one dollars for a sandwich at this point. is this just the world now? sandwich prices don't come down like gas prices. they go up & up & up. good luck to us all

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i want love

#locket

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Btw, if you have not had tragedy dropped on you before, grief does fuck you up in unexpected and physical ways. If you can’t sleep or sleep more than expected or have more or reduced appetite, or energy goes weird— your brain just had a bunch of emotions dropped on it and sometimes it reacts by hitting every button in your brain. It will pass. Just try to not get too frustrated with yourself.

It’s also fine if you feel normal. Grief literally hits everybody differently, and some people are made to be able to to keep the farm going the day after a death, and some of us turn into sleepless gargoyles and get really into trying to help, and some of us are just unspeakably sad. Grief is weird. Be kind to yourself.

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Sharing with u all the most charming little things from my springtime so far

#april 2024

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Escalator repairwoman (elevator mechanic). Tradeswomen Magazine 1988

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Simpkin at the Tailor’s Bedside, c.1902 by Helen Beatrix Potter (English, 1866–1943)

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love changes you

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tuesday by Alex Dimitrov

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no eternal reward

will forgive us now

for wasting the dawn

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David Hockney

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“she should be at the club” well i should be in the green house party paintings by salman toor

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wet evening in April by Patrick Kavanagh

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Jenny Holzer, The Living Series