z: a novel of zelda fitzgerald - therese anne fowler // all my heroes - bleachers // the wednesday wars - gary d. schmidt // archer - taylor swift
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from the mfa’s portraits of leadership exhibit
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requests: starting your adult life, confused, afraid and don't know what to do
Mitski, First Love/Late Spring
Lorde, Ribs
Andy Muschetti (x)
John Steinbeck, East of Eden
Liana Finck for The New Yorker
John Green, Turtles All The Way Down
Mitski, Two Slow Dancers
Raleigh Ritchie, Big and Scared
Roman Elrich (x)
Bo Burnham, 30
Taylor Swift, Never Grow Up
Sylvia Plath, Witch Burning
Mitski, Class of 2013
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can i just say that this growing trend of posts that compile quotes/artwork that are related in topic matter, is so so glorious. i love the mismatched font styles of the screenshots, i love how art in general, over various mediums, gravitates towards certain themes and i don’t know how to word this but i love seeing the impact of the personality/style of different artists on those themes… like having light shone on something and depending on ur position it looks different, is similar to the way different artists/writers/etc’s work hits u slightly differently even when talking about the same thing… does that make sense idk but like it’s a clear representation of how there’ll never be ‘enough’ art or ‘too much’ art and that’s so. wonderful i think
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what are some of your favorite friendship quotes??
Arnold Lobel, Days With Frog and Toad
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
Wendy Cope, The Orange
Frank O’Hara, To John Ashbery
Emily Brontë, Love and Friendship
Salman Toor, Reunion / Green Bar
Mary Oliver, What is the greatest gift?
Danez Smith, acknowledgments
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u know what makes me cry..... that one van gogh quote about life changing for the better..... “many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. and it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘what do i care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ yes, evil often seems to surpass good. but then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. one morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. and so i must still have hope.” yeah..... Crying....
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