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trying on a metaphor
ojovivo
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
KIROKAZE
Mike Driver
Sade Olutola

if i look back, i am lost

oozey mess

Discoholic 🪩

Janaina Medeiros
Game of Thrones Daily
Monterey Bay Aquarium
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Peter Solarz

@theartofmadeline
YOU ARE THE REASON
Stranger Things
d e v o n
dirt enthusiast
seen from Nepal
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Singapore

seen from Algeria

seen from Australia

seen from Germany
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seen from Malaysia

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from T1
seen from Nigeria
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@hopeful-for
The fact is that five years ago I was, as near as possible, a different person to what I am tonight. I, as I am now, didn’t exist at all. Will the same thing happen in the next five years? I hope so.
Siegfried Sassoon (via sunsetquotes)
— The Truth the Dead Know, Anne Sexton
[text ID: It is June. I am tired of being brave.]
stuck between overemotional and emotionless at the same time
restart, and heal
― Anne Carson, Eros the Bittersweet
[text ID: To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.]
sitting on the floor is an emotion
“phosphene”
— (fɒs fin), noun, Physiology | Known as the phenomenon of "seeing stars" as a result from rubbing your eyes, phosphene is defined as a luminous image, which is fabricated by a mechanical stimulation of the retina, such as adding pressure to your eyeballs, e.g.: sneezing; laughing; blowing your nose; or experiencing low blood pressure (standing up too quickly). An ironic and beautiful word, phosphene is the state of seeing light without light penetrating the eye. (via wordsnquotes)
“But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force her mind to become a blank and lie back, and accept quietly, tolerantly, whatever came.”
— Virginia Woolf, The Years
bro i just need a midnight walk with my soulmate holding hands
Remember that you deserve to be held by gentle hands too.