𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 •°. *࿐
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JBB: An Artblog!
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occasionally subtle
i don't do bad sauce passes

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Mike Driver
One Nice Bug Per Day
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𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 •°. *࿐
“me looking at her looking at me” by jenna gribbon
Mihail Sebastian, For Two Thousand Years
Light and leaves floating on the pond in Regent's Park
ig credit: polly.florence
Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
“That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.”
— Kaui Hart Hemmings (via perrfectly)
via weheartit
“If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself.”
— Nikita Gill
“I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.”
— Ferdinand de Saussure
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;