thoughts at 2am
08 / 09 / 19
Today's Document

titsay

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Misplaced Lens Cap
Peter Solarz
d e v o n
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Origami Around
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

shark vs the universe
trying on a metaphor
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Jules of Nature

Kaledo Art

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noise dept.
Sade Olutola
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will byers stan first human second

seen from United States

seen from Nicaragua

seen from Brazil

seen from United States
seen from Tunisia

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Singapore

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from Italy
seen from Portugal
seen from Spain
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from Singapore

seen from Malaysia
seen from Bosnia & Herzegovina
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thoughts at 2am
08 / 09 / 19
I have come to confront the fact that I am dealing with a lot of toxic people in my life. And today, I let them go.
“I find myself saying briefly and prosaically that it is much more important to be oneself than anything else.”
— Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own chapter 6
I feel like there is a void inside of me. And I don’t know how to fill it.
I know I need something but I don’t know exactly what that something is.
I feel tired. And getting out of bed has become harder these days. Sometimes I feel like wanting to sleep in. But of course, I can’t do that. And I know that even if I did, I will still feel tired.
I want to sometimes take more time to just close my eyes and imagine myself sleeping.
Days go and days pass and I just feel more tired each day.
The only comfort is sleep. I wish I had more sleep. I wish I can just take a month off and just sleep. Or maybe a year.
unbreak this heart.
The only reason that you’ll ever still be in my mind – because no one can erase memories.
One day I’m not going to miss you anymore. One of these days, I’m going to fully move on...
🍋🍯
moon
"I see that those who touched my heart failed to arouse my body, and that those who aroused my body failed to touch my heart."
- Paulo Coelho (Eleven Minutes)
blurred memories of a night
always a fascination for the night sky
F. Scott Fitzgerald / The Great Gatsby