The End Of Love

Diary of an angel🕊

[nikswonderland]

𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦

[soracities]

Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]

[wakeningwoods]

Henri Biva (1848 - 1928) Villeneuve-l'Étang embrumé

[hiatuse]

To be desired means nothing. To be truly understood and deeply loved is everything.

[bebemoon]

“I am living on the moon, I told myself, I have a little house all by myself on the moon.”

— Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle (via antigonick)

[morepeachyogurt]

chen chen, nature poem in ‘when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities’

[soft-lovely]

window details

[coldbrewnette]

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

[handweavers]

there is no better feeling than to be wholly trusted and loved by a little animal

[weltenwellen]

Scherezade Siobhan, from “Code“

[thcartierrug]

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[idleminds]

Bread of Happiness (2012) ‘しあわせのパン’ dir. Yukiko Mishima

[vaerin]

the feminine urge to disappear somewhere into the forest to live with faeries where the ancient trees whisper you their secrets

[flowerytale]

Anaïs Nin, from “The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1939“

[theoptia]

Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 2, 1928-9; Monday, November 5

Text ID: —I have so much love in me that I would like to cry;

[detailedart]

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