Claire Keane
noise dept.

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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almost home
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Noah Kahan
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
RMH
The Stonewall Inn
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Monterey Bay Aquarium

shark vs the universe
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@academic-archer
There are so many so many stories to a person. So many small stories and so few opportunities to read them.
- Erin Morgenstern
Love is just playing with someone's hair mindlessly, holding each other hands, texting each other when you reach at home, saying this reminds me of you, saying I make these for you, staring at the moon together, we will figure this out together.
Anne Sexton, from The Collected Poems; “Flight”
Joseph Wright aka Joseph Wright of Derby (British, 1734-1797, b. Derby, England) - A Lighthouse on Fire at Night, c. 1790, Paintings: Oil on Canvas
as the colder months approach: i wish you all a healthy, calm end of the year. i wish you tasty cups of tea, comfortable clothes, warm beds, nutritious meals in safe homes, good music, new friends and unwavering health. you deserve good things now.
Hidden in the mountains 🌲
winter graveyard
“Charm me. Furiously. Torment me. In detail.”
— Hermann Hesse (via carnavage)
Star magnitudes. An introduction to astronomy. 1868. Internet Archive
Anyways, *drifts into imagination*
look all i'm asking for is forehead kisses and academic validation and autumn and museum dates and cold bedsheets and misty mornings and baggy sweaters okay???????
idk I just personally think that getting chills from music is the best part of being alive. like when a song is so good you can feel it in your whole body. that's why I'm here.
soon it will be autumn, and i'll have a cup of warm tea, an old, unread book with crinkled pages, and the leaves would be a beautiful shade. everything would be alright again.