Hii

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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Not today Justin
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Misplaced Lens Cap

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@classical-hearts
Hii
Oh, how I loathe you;
But do I loathe you or the love that I have for you?
“Promise me not to hide yourself when you’re in pain, it’s unfair that we laughed together but you cried alone”
— Unknown
Take me somewhere we both love;
Take me to where we can love
Be kind to yourself, you are deserving of love ♡
Could I be that daydream?
Your secret desire?
Unruly Daisies - Jesse Dayan
Australian, b. 1982 -
Oil on linen , 50 x 40 cm,
I am my own dream girl.. living my own dream life... in times of trouble what do we have but romanticization of the mundane
It’s always “why did you go out in the storm” and “your soaking wet” and never How was the storm The storm looked fun was it fun
“Despite all the cynical things writers have said about writing for money, the truth is we write for love. That is why it is so easy to exploit us.”
— Erica Jong
@clarascottage’s archive
I need to go back.
January 19, 2022
Missing that library today while I was studying 📑 I’m behind in work for most of my classes, but I’m slowly catching up. I just feel so unmotivated to do anything productive right now.
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PSA: Just a friendly reminder that whenever you start a creative project, you will invariably hit a phase where the Thing™️ appears horrendous and you start asking existential questions. But if you keep working, it invariably passes and starts to resemble something less like the devil’s vomit. Doesn’t matter if it’s art, writing, or what–this happens repeatedly. Carry on.