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thebluesthour · 2 years
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Anna Atkins’ quietly ethereal cyanotypes (algae and seaweed)
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twistedlybroken · 2 months
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Please help my grandpa fight cancer by sharing or donating thank you ❤🙏
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thepersonalquotes · 3 months
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I hope they ask about me & I hope you tell them you fucked up.
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wordsfromwise · 5 months
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kuronekoartsblog · 5 months
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Ineffable Husbands
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wordswithloveee · 1 month
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I’m so big on the phrase ‘just say that’ because honestly that’s all you have to do, just say it.
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onmyscreens-blog · 2 months
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Love it a message for the haters.
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uaravsh · 3 months
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"And I wonder if anyone is really happy. I hope they are. I really hope they are."
- Stephen Chbosky, The Perks Of Being A Wallflower
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mysterieuxclairdelune · 8 months
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“I am afraid of getting older. I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day— spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free... I want, I want to think, to be omniscient.”
-Sylvia Plath written in 1949 at age 17
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meanwhilepoetry · 1 year
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Every woman I have ever loved is still working out how to love herself. Has a closetful of ghosts and has been to a hundred funerals of the women she used to be. Wonders what wounds her mother carries that she will never know about. Hopes that the weight of the world doesn't eventually crush her, that she is strong enough to handle it all. Wishes a day will come when she can put it all down, give her aching shoulders a rest. Wants someone to truly see her and not make a feast of her kindness and dreams. Is forever hiding a secret hunger for what calls to her in the dark. Holds a universe inside her, but has been told to make herself smaller despite the paradox. Praise be that universes are not in the business of listening to anyone but themselves. Every woman I have loved has thought about it. The art of disappearing. To be here one day, and the next, like smoke, simply gone.
- Nikita Gill, Every Woman I Have Ever Loved
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elle-rph · 1 month
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People are so lucky I don’t fully speak my mind.
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thepersonalquotes · 2 months
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This is the problem with getting attached to someone. When they leave you, you just feel lost.
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wordsfromwise · 5 months
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