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One Nice Bug Per Day

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Mike Driver
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Jules of Nature
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@amodernpilgrimage
i want to be a sweet and friendly girl but there’s all this anxiety. and the horrors
and rage
yeah and also the rage
ill be like “ive had it” and two seconds later i will start enduring
remember when you were 10 and you would hang out with your friends in order to Look At The Computer together like you went to their house and experienced the information superhighway together. and then leave
How fucking old are you people?
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Anaïs Nin, from Ladders to Fire; “Cities of the Interior”
Text ID: when I attain love or ecstasy or a perfect moment, I expect it to be followed by pain.
“I’m learning you, I’m memorizing you. Deep in your eyes,”
— Violette Leduc, tr. by Derek Coltman, from “La Bâtarde,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
the funnest part of reading books is telling people the plot like its hot gossip
“Do you love this world? Do you cherish your humble and silky life? Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath? Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden, and softly, and exclaiming of their dearness, fill your arms with the white and pink flowers, with their honeyed heaviness, their lush trembling, their eagerness to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they are nothing, forever?”
— Mary Oliver, excerpt of “Peonies”, in Blue Iris
*opens my wallet and blood gushes out*
Café de flore
A. M. V.
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