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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@evangelinelth
Fyodor Dostoevsky real luxuries in life
Time
Health
A quiet mind
Slow mornings
Ability to travel
Rest without guilt
A good nights sleep
Calm and “boring” days
Meaningful conversations
Home-cooked meals
People you love
People who love you back
The first section of darkness is the densest, dear, after that, light trembles in -
Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Susan Huntington Dickinson, written c. November 1883, from Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
‘Here are my resolutions for the next 3 months; (…) to have none. Not to be tied. To be free & kindly with myself, (…) Sometimes to read, sometimes not to read …
— Virginia Woolf, from "The Diary from Virginia Woolf, Volume Four: 1931-1935" from an entry on January 2, 1931 (Mariner Books, 1983) (via Wait - What? and @Ina de Bree)
yuhan wang spring ‘26
why go to the grocery store or to a restaurant when you can just get food delivered why go to the mall when you can get same day shipping on amazon why go to the library when you have kindle why make art when there’s ai why go to the cinema when you can stay at home and watch netflix. we are in a loneliness epidemic btw
every winter solstice I am consumed with thoughts of Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost...
Noticed that your soul rots inside of your body and you lose the ability to properly express yourself when you don’t read. Does anyone else know about this
Albert Camus, Notebooks of Albert Camus: 1935-1942
Benvenuto Tisi (Il Garofalo), Annunciation (details), 1528
Victorian-style crystal ball-in-hand, table item.
Skinner auctions
Sylvia Plath feeding blueberries to a deer, 1959.
Rosa Chacel, from a diary entry featured in Diario, originally published in 1993
Nikolay Punin, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries of Nikolay Punin: 1904 - 1953
I idealized people's feelings too much; they all seemed sincere to me. The realization of the opposite came with life experience and eventually made me a two-time world champion in cynicism, never to believe in apologies and promises again.
Elchin Safarli
when fiona apple asked “how can i ask anyone to love me when all i do is beg to be left alone”. well i have not found an answer but if anyone else has lmk
LEAKED MORNING ROUTINE:
-i need to be held
-i’m fine
-i’m beyond saving
-we’re back
-it’s over
-swag city
Grief by Louise Erdrich
Sometimes you have to take your own hand as though you were a lost child and bring yourself stumbling home over twisted ice.
Whiteness drifts over your house. A page of warm light falls steady from the open door.
Here is your bed, folded open. Lie down, lie down, let the blue snow cover you.
