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Vincent van Gogh, Patch of grass, oil on canvas, 1887
‘can’t wash it off’
like does anyone else still feel the exact same age they were in march 2020 like 90% of the time
"You And I Are Earth”, 1661, Creator unknown. Found in a London sewer. Tin-glazed earthenware plate, Collection of the Museum of London.
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Ada Limón, from “Invasive”, The Hurting Kind
I miss everything and will never get any of it back. whatever
shoutout to my houseplants for being fantastic models this morning!
“I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy I can’t get away from it.”
— Nina Lacour
““I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.” - Joanne Harris”
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“I have always, essentially, been waiting. Waiting to become something else, waiting to be that person I always thought I was on the verge of becoming, waiting for that life I thought I would have. In my head, I was always one step away.”
— Shauna Niequist; Cold Tangerines
“Therefore, tell me / what will engage you? / What will open the dark fields of your mind, / like a lover / at first touching?”
— Mary Oliver, Flare
i will no longer be embarrassed i will no longer be a victim of insecurity i will no longer plague my mind with worries i exist i am allowed to exist i am allowed to take up space i will not let others dictate my experience i will live i will live i will live
sorry that many of you are extremely sad like me