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silentnaiad · 20 hours
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actually, the softness of spring does seep into my soul and the disentangled hope that the flowers bring does renew my love for life !!!
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silentnaiad · 1 month
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February 9, 2024
Late night walk home after seeing Perfect Days by Wim Wenders. It reminded me of my gratitude for life’s simple details – the movement of trees, the affection of those we love, appreciating the privilege of having a routine and finding joy in it. Most of our life will be a lot of the same days with small yet special occurrences in between. I will walk this life with great courage knowing that every day is a chance to experience beauty.
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silentnaiad · 4 months
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sorry i didn’t respond to your text right away. i was weeping at the sight of impossibly little white flowers scattered like stars in the desert brush
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silentnaiad · 10 months
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silentnaiad · 10 months
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“…the soft water, the perfume, the warmth. I take on the colors of the flowers, the bloom, the delicacy. It becomes me.”
— Anaïs Nin - Mirages, The Unexpurgated Diary
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silentnaiad · 1 year
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Spring Night, 1935, Tatiana Tuttle
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silentnaiad · 1 year
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i actually like walking around with tears in my eyes all the time it’s like shoegaze vision
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silentnaiad · 1 year
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“At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon” - Edgar Allan Poe
© Nona Limmen Facebook / Instagram
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silentnaiad · 1 year
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𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵 ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖
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silentnaiad · 1 year
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via oldrosewater on Instagram
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Algy Swinburne, Nephelidia
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silentnaiad · 1 year
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~ jasmine is the scent of exile ~
Mahmoud Darwish, from ‘A River Dies of Thirst’ / Raghid Nahhas, from ‘Fullmoon’ / Nizar Qabbani, from ‘A Damascene Moon’
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silentnaiad · 1 year
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Scranton, Pennsylvania, 1957.
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silentnaiad · 2 years
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Mahmoud Darwish, from Doves
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Helen O'Shea at Leda from the Ziegfeld production of Leda and the Swan 
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