Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963″

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EXPECTATIONS
NASA
Show & Tell
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
sheepfilms
trying on a metaphor

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Monterey Bay Aquarium

Love Begins

shark vs the universe
cherry valley forever
Not today Justin
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🩵 avery cochrane 🩵

roma★

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if i look back, i am lost
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
todays bird
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Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963″
“But never have I been a blue calm sea. I have always been a storm.”
— Stevie Nicks
Not to be nsfw but imagine someone actually wanting to talk to u all the time and not get bored of you wow
“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— Unknown
“Maybe you’re a lot more wonderful, beautiful and special than you ever give yourself credit for.”
— Unknown
““I just want you to know you’re very special and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has.””
— Perks of Being a Wallflower (via hopeth4)
past few months
The struggle. The uneven tear. The cat fucking stomping the chocolate getting it everywhere. This video has it all.
Im fucking crying
I’m very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very tired.
Corpse Song, Margaret Atwood
[ID: I exist in two places, / here and where you are.]