I'm a hopeless romantic and a perv. They aren't mutually exclusive.
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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todays bird
One Nice Bug Per Day
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Not today Justin
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noise dept.
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I'm a hopeless romantic and a perv. They aren't mutually exclusive.
i have permanent emotional damage but i'm being so chill about it
good morning how do i kill the yearning before it kills me
— T. James (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
Vanilla Sky (2001)
Joné Reed *
John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne, featured in The Selected Letters of John Keats
the only ex i miss is ex-tra money
Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Daybook: The Journal of an Artist
David Lynch: The Art Life (2016)
Source: poeticalphotos
the person that you could’ve been or the life you could’ve lived isn’t real. it’s an illusion and a fantasy that only exists in your head. all you have is here and now
Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Instructions for Traveling West”
“Because in February the days were really getting longer and you could see it, if you really looked. You could see how at the end of each day the world seemed cracked open and the extra light made its way across the stark trees, and promised. It promised, that light, and what a thing that was.”
— Elizabeth Strout, Olive, Again