Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Kiana Khansmith

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@theartofmadeline

oozey mess
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
DEAR READER
Peter Solarz
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shark vs the universe
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YOU ARE THE REASON

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@hollow-archivist
Spooky foggy Edinburgh.
found in my notes app between my grocery list & dnd notes
The constellations Lyra and Cygnus. The beauty of the heavens. 1842.
Internet Archive
“It was the kind of library he had only read about in books.“
Alan Bennett
Oh I found the answer all right. Not in the attic, no. In my nightstand.
Mushrooms growing in an abandoned library.
Thirty White Horses
I know it has been quite some time since I updated last. Time is... very strange for me at the moment. Months dance by in the blink of an eye, with scarcely anything separating them.
I feel like the world is ending, but I don’t know why.
I found something interesting the other day. A copy of The Monster Riddle Book, by Jane Sarnoff, tarnished with age and pages warped by what might have been water. It’s sad to see such an old book arrive in this condition. I can’t remember the face of the person who dropped it off, but I remember that they were crying.
This is what I found written on page 21, in blue ink:
Thirty white horses stand on a red hill. They champ and they stamp, and then they stand still. You’ll find the answer in your attic tonight.
Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?
Munich Law Library
Credits : M. Weinreuter
Update:
I’ve taken to carrying the journal with me. I don’t know what it is about it, but I feel like having it on hand... pleases something. I haven’t had any break-ins since, and even the doors have stopped slamming. Things are pleasantly quiet.
I’m not sure if I’m doing this right, but may I offer the memory of my first pets to you? They were a pair of rats; a small brown one named Shelby and a black one named Wicker Basket. I had them when I was nine; my father got them after my mother had passed away, to keep me and my brother company I think. The memory of them is tied up in grief, but I cherished the time I spent with them. I don’t know what I would have done if I didn’t have Wicker and Shelby to care for. - Hollow-archivist
A lovely memory of two cherished companions. This is a perfectly good trade, thank you for trusting me with a memory so precious.
The sun sets and the night follows the day. The tree is bare but the buds are merely waiting for the chance to bloom. The clouds grow dark as the once empty sky is filled. What is done is done. There is only what comes next. The next phase. Inescapable, unavoidable. All things reach their end. The universe draws you forward. This is not a conclusion, only a continuation.
- Blythe Baird
I saw an author write about how ‘everybody hates opening a second hand book and seeing scribbles’ and I canNOT relate. I adore that shit. Absolutely nothing sexier than opening a book and seeing someone else’s thoughts outlined in ink.
I have an 1890s copy of The Merchant of Venice with someone’s ENTIRE ESSAY handwritten in the back
Shoutout to Catherine Whatever-Your-Last-Name-Was. That’s extremely sexy of you
Okay I never knew other people thought this like I always thought that I was weird that I liked when I bought a second hand book and found like, little notes or stuff the previous owner had jotted down in it…
One of the best books I own is a copy of At Bertram’s Hotel… my grandfather bought it when he was learning English, and my mom stole it from him when she discovered mystery literature… it has annotations by both of them, my grandpa trying to make sense of the language, my mom trying to catch a killer… it’s a treasure that connects me to both of them…
So yeah, little notes in books are awesome…
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww <3
That’s so wonderful! <3
I have a couple of Warhammer 40k books like that, and my personal favorite is a note written in one kf the margins that just says “He’s gonna eat you, you dumb shit.”
And that’s exactly what happens three pages later. XD
“U GONNA GET CHOMPED LIKE A PAC MAN GHOST”
“AHHHHHHH I WAS RIGHT”
There is no pulse in this city when the sun goes down.
𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 . 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐢𝐭
tired eyes and ink stained hands trail across the pages, as the rain swept buildings nestle underneath the gloomy skies, and the poems of beaudelaire pour from my heart.
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