Today's Document
Kiana Khansmith
ojovivo
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Jules of Nature
Kaledo Art
oozey mess
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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KIROKAZE
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Sade Olutola
dirt enthusiast
Misplaced Lens Cap
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YOU ARE THE REASON
Janaina Medeiros
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@lone-nyctophile
I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.
- Roger Zelazny
Love your blogs. They are very beautifully curated especially the quotes below them:)
Thank you!! ❤️
Reblog and put in the tags one memory that brings a rush of nostalgia within you.
More love is found in grief than in love itself
- Lang Leav
Do you listen songs/music?
Yesss. I love jazz, R&B, instrumental, and soft pop :)
You've got such a pretty blog??
I love it! 💗🌷✨
Thank you!! I love yours as well ❤️
Really need a found family trope in my life.
Your post about red acidemia aesthetics makes me wonder why there aren't more acidemia aesthetics showing other countries/cultures representations of the aesthetic.... Your post makes me want to look into more vintage acidemia aesthetics for Mexican/Irish/Spanish cultures.
Thank you.
Your welcome! I'm glad there are other esthetes who aren't Eurocentric. There is a wealth of art and aesthetics in other cultures, especially Central Asian, South Asian, and North African.
Maybe that's why I romanticize: not because I'm naïve, but because I need to believe even sorrow has texture, even loss has grace
-Huy Nguyen
An everlasting funeral marches round your heart
- Arthur Miller
A song for your ribs, those delicate trees that bury your heart.
- Anne Sexton
A heart is made mature by darkness and art
- Antonio Machado
The poet is a tree with fruits of sadness and with leaves withered to mourn what he loves.
-Federico García Lorca
A kiss can destroy a philosophy
- Anaïs Nin
She went into the sea because her core ached and there was no healing.
- May Sarton
