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ur-daily-inspiration · 4 months
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 26 days
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The most evil celebratory kiss
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gavas-world · 4 months
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A library is a hospital for the mind
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a-ramblinrose · 11 months
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― Louise Glück, from ‘Mitosis’        Poems 1962-2012
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vintage-tigre · 1 month
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asoftepiloguemylove · 10 months
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Vladimir Nabokov Letters to Vera / pinterest / @heavensghost WHAT IS LOVE IF NOT THE SHARING OF SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL? / Young Royals (2021-) cr. Lisa Ambjörn, Lars Beckung, Camilla Holter / Kiersten White The Chaos of Stars / Alida Moon / Blue (2002) dir. 安藤尋 Hiroshi Ando / Haruki Murakami Norwegian Wood
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liesandnights · 5 months
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I wish I can just talk about things with someone. Like sometimes I just want to say I'm depressed and lost and want to stop existing. But I don't want them to worry about me or be sad about my feelings. I don't want them to think "oh no idk how to comfort you" or "not this again." I don't want to be a burden or a "toxic person". I just want them to understand and then we can go watch the sunset and drink cold coffee or something.
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hiirraethh · 2 years
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the soft love, where you put your hand on table corners so they won't get hurt, where you bring them coffee everytime you go over to meet them, where you pass by a florist and think of them because they love flowers, where do you find that kind of love?
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elizabugz · 11 months
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tygerland · 2 months
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Adolf Hirémy-Hirschl The Wanderings of Odysseus. C. 1905. Oil on canvas: 55 × 35 cm (21 × 13 in).
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found--family · 2 months
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gavas-world · 4 months
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You're always one decision away from a totally different life
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a-ramblinrose · 1 month
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“But first and foremost, I learned from Whitman that the poem is a temple—or a green field—a place to enter, and in which to feel. Only in a secondary way is it an intellectual thing—an artifact, a moment of seemly and robust wordiness—wonderful as that part of it is. I learned that the poem was made not just to exist, but to speak—to be company.”
― Mary Oliver, Upstream: Selected Essays
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beedreamscape · 7 months
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One thing I love about the locked tomb, that Tamsyn was a genius for, is how you simply can't predict what is coming next.
Who would've thought, after reading GTN even with *that ending* that our golden girl Gideon would only show up for the last ten percent of the next book?
Who could've predicted Harrow giving herself a lobotomy and fantasizing an alternate reality?
Who would've called it that the lyctors of old would be three bitter scraps?
Who in their right mind would theorize Gideon as god's daughter conceived from a lyctor scheme to open the tomb??
Dios Apate Minor??? Hello???
Who correctly guessed that the Emperor Undying's name would be John.
And with all the new info from HTN it gets easier, right?
WRONG.
Camilla Hect sharing a body with Palamedes, a brand new character who is a milf in the body of the guy request to kill/test Harrow, Harrowhark but not really possessed by The Body who is also a baby are our new protagonists and they're playing house.
Also... where the fuck are we? What- The dog has how many legs!?
In between that John is podcasting his descent into madness and corruption AND YOU WOMT GUESS WHO HE BASED ALECTO ON. Also he's a streamer, cowhater, and likes coke zero.
Prepare yourself also for Chussy, Friendship Bracelets, another betraying duplicitous slut, John's depressed hoe era, Sarpedon booty call, Get in line thou big slut, etc, etc.
And what here could've prepared us for The Unwanted Guest??? Huh? "Theater of the mind you say? DULCINEA?? French Maid Ianthe???"
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soulinkpoetry · 2 months
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If you have to sacrifice your peace in order to stay in it, it isn’t love.
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liesandnights · 7 months
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Being asked "what do you want to be in the future?" is peer pressure because I just want to sit in my home in front of the window while it's raining, reading a book and listening to Hozier.
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