e s c a p i s m

caprii

[lunae-umbra]

[golden-autumn]

[lunae-umbra]

[3ntropiks-photography]

From Enghien in Belgium

[luthienne]

“…my fragility, the luminousness, the sea in me…”

— Anaïs Nin, from Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939

[petaltexturedskies]

If you are in the garden, I will dress myself in leaves. If you are in the sea I will slide into that smooth blue nest, I will talk fish, I will adore salt. But if you are sad, I will not dress myself in desolation. I will present myself with all the laughters I can muster. And if you are angry I will come, calm and steady, with some small and easy story.

Mary Oliver, from "Rhapsody Part 7" in The Leaf and The Cloud: A Poem

[eloquentedition]

[mauri-gata]

[mauri-gata]

[fairydrowning]

"The day was beautiful, warm and clear. It was the end of August."

– Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

[pussymargiela]

[mauri-gata]

[blisswinter]

“The most beautiful part of your body is where it’s headed. & remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world.” ― Ocean Vuong

[jean-doe]

golden summer

[paolo-streito-1264]

Student studying under a tree, Bryn Mawr, 1966.

[threeamserif]

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[la-delicatesse]

“I have, as you know, a passion for hands, which are more revealing than faces.”

— Renée Vivien, tr. by Jeanette H. Foster, from “A Woman Appeared To Me,” (via violentwavesofemotion)