There's something magical about old pictures of stars
Andromeda Galaxy, 1925 Around The Pleiades, 1932 Cygnus Wall, 1910 North America Nebula, c. 1920

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There's something magical about old pictures of stars
Andromeda Galaxy, 1925 Around The Pleiades, 1932 Cygnus Wall, 1910 North America Nebula, c. 1920
fuck everything. whats the media people ASSUME youre into. what are people surprised that you havent watched/played/whatever
"it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world."
wishing that life were "what it used to be" nullifies your ability to craft right now into something worth being nostalgic over one day
allow yourself time to mourn but do not let despair make you negligent
the message received should not be that the time you've spent desiring a different life or world or outcome is time wasted. those periods of time are just a lesson. there will always be a chance to correct, reset, move forward. after grief, there will be growth
in an era of my life where gilmore girls is really hitting
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depressed at 11 was crazy i should have become a child prodigy
。⋆。˚ ʚïɞ ˚。⋆。
Franz Wright, from Walking to Martha's Vineyard; “P.S.”
one day you're a normal gay and the next day you're a not normal gay who gets excited about 1800 ships. you can seek help.
the horrors persist but so do books, art, hot chocolate, winter nights, the moon, the sea, the stars, sunsets, literature, libraries, cats, flowers, stories, love and the wistful feeling you get when you finally return home
wait now i’m curious what’s everyone’s go-to pair of shoes
i’m printing this out and i’m putting it on the mirror so i can confront myself with it
Warwick Goble (1862-1943), 'The Fire Bird', ''The Bystander'', Vol. 101, #1307, 1929 "Prince Ivan, hunting in the forest, tracks down a beautiful bird with flame-coloured plumage. After a vain effort to escape the bird pleads for her liberty, and in return for her release gives the Prince one of her feathers as a token, telling him to call upon her for assistance when in danger and at the same time to produce the feather. Shortly after the Prince gets into the power of an Ogre living in a neighbouring castle, who turns his victims into stone. Petrified from the feet upwards, the Prince at length remembers the Fire Bird’s warning, and before his arms are entirely paralysed grasps the feather and, waving it aloft, calls for help. The Five Bird immediately appears and counteracts the spell."
missing a very specific bookstore from the town I went to college in rn