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[koolthing0]

[saintfelina]

women in GLAM (Galleries, Libraries, Archives and Museums)

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i desperately need a friend i can speak french with. no one in my classes ever actually cares to learn it on a deeper level, but i really want to get better at it. i’m not great at it yet though, so many i need to take a few more classes before i try to speak it…

[kitsunetsuki-deactivated2026051]

Willy Rizzo - Elsa Martinelli Wearing a Dress by Christian Dior (Vogue Paris 1967)

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my parents remind me everyday me i am far too old now to keep living in my daydreams. they say i am an adult now, and that i need to be present, or one day i will be sorry these moments passed me by. the real world is so uninviting, and my absence from it has made my life indisputably plain, so why would i want to return now?

[wh0-is-lily]

A Woman lighting a cigarette near a cafe window Gordon Parks, Paris, 1964

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a play titled "Caligula," featured in Caligula & Three Other Plays

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currently 4:15 am

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my final exams start tomorrow, and i haven’t begun studying at all. ever since i’ve switched majors, i have been so unmotivated in my classes. i am so dispassionate about the subjects that i almost don’t care about my grades at all, which is so unlike me. all of people around me don’t really care much about school, and it’s making me feel like not even half the academic i usually am. i need to romanticize studying, so i will want to do it, but even that seems like such a chore right now…

[ejemehi-deactivated20260228]

Alexander McQueen’s “It’s Only a Game” 2005

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my bed is so comfy

what kind of cruel, cruel world do we live in where i am forced to leave it

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i miss my cat so much when i’m away at school

she’s my perfect baby angel

[hushedflirt]

why am i so terrified of living a mundane life? what could be so terrible about being normal? what is so scary about the quiet? what am i wating on? when did plainness become punishment to me??

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[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]