
Janaina Medeiros
Sade Olutola
we're not kids anymore.
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dirt enthusiast
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AnasAbdin

Andulka
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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YOU ARE THE REASON

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occasionally subtle
Peter Solarz

PR's Tumblrdome
trying on a metaphor
Three Goblin Art
KIROKAZE

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@heartuii
Love wounds. There is no love that does not pierce the hands and feet. Love’s exquisite happiness is also love’s exquisite pain. I do not seek pain but there is pain. I do not seek suffering but there is suffering. It is better not to flinch, not to try and avoid those things in love’s direction. It is not easy, this love, but only the impossible is worth the effort.
Jeanette Winterson, from The PowerBook
Yrsa Daley-Ward, from bone; “waiting for the check to clear”
Women who don't hold back their tongue vibe. 1 - 2 - 3 - 4
𝗍𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗍
𝖨𝗀: 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾_𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗍_
tamino on the set of the live video for ‘babylon’
October 15th, 2024
I'm really loving this autumn. With all the stress of exams and everything over, it feels like I am finally living again. It's been three months, yet I still feel it in my bones (for anybody not knowing what I'm talking about: I spent the last two years finishing my teacher training and PhD at the same time, each would have been a full time job and the commute was 3h/day). I'm getting tired easily and there are still moments where I feel unable to do anything than stare into nothingness. Nevertheless, overall, my life has gotten so much better and I'm finally able to spend more time outside and doing nice things. I can be present for the people I love and I like my work.
Storage for a collection of CDs becomes a kind of wallpaper lining the room.
The Not So Big House - A Blueprint for the Way We Really Live, 1998
Le Banquet, 1957 and 1958
by René Magritte
Anaïs Nin, from a novel titled "A Spy in the House of Love," published in 1954
Saturday mornings alone ☕️📓✍🏽
~the moon and the stars~
—Virginia Woolf
Noelle Kocot, from 4; "Sappho to Erinna," originally published in May 2021
Sleeping isnt enough for me. they need to invent sleeping 2