IN A WORLD OF MY OWN

“A bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming but it’s slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that people didn’t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. And I wish I could get lost in the stars. Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.” ― E.E. Cummings

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[nevver]

We get nowhere, it’s been proved.

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Jacques-Henri Lartigue - Florette chez Carven, Agay, France, 1954.   

[agmesnyc]

Max Lamb https://www.instagram.com/p/B0bL_GWA3sW/?igshid=1fufaaplys0sz

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[odetothings-deactivated20230728]

366 Kashiracho : NAAD by - Ode to Things

[modedamour]

Zara Home

[mysteelecreek]

[ninetynine-centdreams]

Dan Hocking

[nevver]

The Forbidden Zone, Elise Gerosa

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[palindromicos]

Aires Mateus

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Aires Mateus

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Casa no Tempo, Portugal, Arq. Aires Mateus

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[anticzzz]

a n t i c z z z

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Beta Carotene by Reuben Wu

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