— “suddenly it’s december”, margaux paul
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Noah Kahan
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@everytimeyoushineimshinier
— “suddenly it’s december”, margaux paul
i have no idea how to process this. it’s not unfathomable and it’s something i’ve thought about many times but i don’t actually know how to process it. what do you mean he was such an integral part of me growing up and he did some fucked up things in part bc of the fucked up environment he grew up in and now he’s DEAD and can’t do anything to try and make amends. what do u mean the boys now means harry louis liam niall zayn. what do you mean he left behind a child less than 10 years old. what the fuck do you mean
i think part of it is just that i didn’t know him. he was in my phone and in my laptop singing in my ears for a decade but i didn’t know him. i never met him. i never spoke to him. how the hell am i supposed to grieve for someone so intangible when he will continue to be in my phone and in my laptop and continue to sing in my ears.
small little post to say hi and that the passage of time is so strange: i’ve been on tumblr for who knows how long and i have basically lived on here, going through my teenage and early 20s and so much time has passed that i am now married LMAO so there’s that
jumping on here to say i now have a fourth month old son!!! time is a speeding train and a thief!!
youre weirdly obsessed with finding meaning
what do you mean by this
god i love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home
does anyone miss the specific way that the sunlight used to fall over everything in childhood lol just kidding i am thinking about normal stuff like sending emails
Trinity College Library
Dublin, Ireland
Yumi Sakugawa
HOLLIE MILLER / “MERCURY” / 2020 [printed on hahnemuehle paper | 13 x 13″]
this is one of my favourite poems ever. it’s so sad yet hopeful. so strong yet short. it’s dusk… your daughter’s tall… it’s dusk! your daughter’s tall!
Natalie Wood photographed by Bill Ray, 1963
“Alone!!! I am alone, I am always alone, No matter what.”
Original handwritting found in one of Marilyn Monroe’s diary.
Drew Barrymore at the Ever After premiere 1998