...no words could be bitter enough, no day could be long enough. There is just no end to it. Disappointment. I eat and drink it. I wake and sleep it.
Marilynne Robinson, from Gilead
KIROKAZE

if i look back, i am lost
The Bright Sessions
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Today's Document

shark vs the universe
hello vonnie

oozey mess

titsay
almost home

Love Begins

Origami Around
RMH
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pixel skylines
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Cosimo Galluzzi
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
EXPECTATIONS

Product Placement
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...no words could be bitter enough, no day could be long enough. There is just no end to it. Disappointment. I eat and drink it. I wake and sleep it.
Marilynne Robinson, from Gilead
HEARTBREAKING: Poor girl has to get out of the soft warm bed even though she is so so so so comfy
the bravery of a girl who has to decide what is for dinner and then cook it and then wash dishes every day forever and ever.
That's called being an adult
no it’s called being the bravest girl on planet earth
minimalism is cool but have you ever had all the things you love in your room
Flower Library. John Drysdale #photography.
I don't want a job. I want to live in a cottage in the woods, read books all day long, eat peaches, and sleep under the moonlight.
the feminine urge to completely destroy your health for beauty standards
I didn’t know you remembered anything about me, let alone could write a song about me.
10 YEARS (2011)
by Heidi Neilson
I think lana del rey songs have secret subliminals that's why all her fans are hot
may this year be kinder and gentler to you
“I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.”
— Audrey Hepburn