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blake kathryn
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we're not kids anymore.

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dirt enthusiast
i don't do bad sauce passes
AnasAbdin
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d e v o n

@theartofmadeline

Andulka
Show & Tell
Cosimo Galluzzi
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trying on a metaphor
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@cliquant
𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
Why can't you stay? Manchester by the Sea (2016) dir. Kenneth Lonergan
ok I endured it. now what!!!!!!!!!
I like when delivery people ask you to sign their tiny shitty screen with your finger like alright sure we can do some free drawing I guess. Some random strokes that evoke the essence of a signature. Looking me dead in the eyes while I play fruit ninja on this blank screen. Why not.
When I remember it has to be me
Keaton St James, September Affirmation (Don't Be Afraid)
September approaching…I feel I owe myself a brief respite of leisure and no rushing around.
Sylvia Plath, in a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. August 1951, from Letters Home: Correspondence 1950-1963
there it goes - maisie peters
Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Daybook: The Journal of an Artist
Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West
[Text ID: I've always been haunted by choice. I want the city and the forest. Freedom but also babies. A home and the open highway.
I love it when other people choose anything for me - dinner spots, weekend plans, hiking trails. It's one tiny decision I'm absolved from making. To choose is to be culpable and as a former evangelical kid, there are few things I hate more than being culpable.
[highlight] But being unable to choose becomes its own choice. When you don't decide, a decision still arrives. [end highlight] /end ID]
Still finding my feet by Marilyn Peddle (CC)