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ancientsstudies · 2 days ago
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The palace smelled of stone and paint, of people and food and beeswax floor polish.
The garden smelled only of flowers and earth.
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enamouredpoet · 2 days ago
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1924, feather river bulletin, quincy, california
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saccharineguilt · 3 days ago
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“hot girl era” i say to myself as i lay motionless on the floor for the 300th night in a row
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venus-academia · 15 hours ago
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marble
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anaysa · 2 days ago
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Chelsea Hodson // Saeed Jones
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mkvx · a day ago
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@mkvx
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metamorphesque · 2 days ago
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― Elena Ferrante, The Story of a New Name
[text ID: There are people who leave and people who know how to be left.]
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poeticallybitter · 2 days ago
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luthiest · 2 days ago
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05.15.22
could’ve sworn it was february yesterday..
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etherea1ity · 2 days ago
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stinaninnas
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madeofmemoriesblog · 2 days ago
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Moodboard
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ancientsstudies · 2 days ago
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Antica Libreria Cascianelli by _litterascriptamanet.
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apoetsparacosm · a day ago
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ⓘ this user believes books are of upmost importance with maybe oxygen being a close second
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saccharineguilt · 3 days ago
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it is so weird that my copying mechanism is creating scenarios that are never going to happen and then, crying because they are never going to happen
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venus-academia · a day ago
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anaysa · 14 hours ago
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Delia Owens
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asleepybabys · a day ago
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I have a way of acting bad when I’m sad. I feel around for comfort in the dark like laying down on a plush carpet welcoming the midnight rain; it’s the sound of my pain. It feels nice to to be enveloped delicately by darkness when the light only knows how to bite. It’s not always the devil tricking you but instead God sitting with you in the deep blue room patiently waiting to walk out with you.
Dara Karadag
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metamorphesque · 13 hours ago
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― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
[text ID: My mind is filled with cataclysm and apocalypse: I wish for earthquakes, eruptions, flood. Only that seems large enough to hold all of my rage and grief. I want the world overturned like a bowl of eggs, smashed at my feet.]
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itsfats · a day ago
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- rebecca solnit
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innamorat4 · 2 days ago
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The Dusty Valise on Instagram
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