Horizons By David Uzochukwu

Origami Around
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Jules of Nature

tannertan36
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
art blog(derogatory)
sheepfilms

PR's Tumblrdome
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Love Begins

Kiana Khansmith
Xuebing Du
wallacepolsom
Keni

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trying on a metaphor

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Horizons By David Uzochukwu
Brendon Burton
Mia N.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Robert Walser, from Fairy Tales; "Cinderella" (trans. from the German by Daniele Pantano and James Reidel)
[Text ID: Prince: Is there not a cause for my grief? Fool: You are its cause, the soil from which / it gaily blooms. You are the scales / on which it weighs itself, the bed / on which it lies stretched out. There is / no other reason save yourself.]
I saw something that reminded me of you. I wanted to show you, but then I remembered that we don’t talk anymore.
Unknown (via thoughtkick)
“'Cause you’re fearless in your love Devoted to compassion The highest state of art Piercing in your truth Sincere in all intention The way you wear your heart The way you hold my heart My fierce friend” ~ Poets of the Fall - The Sweet Escape
I refuse to detail the humiliations that keep me up at night.
I am pulling a blanket over my head.
Or, I’m elated by 30 seconds of rain.
— Ari Banias, from “Qualm,” A Symmetry
Keith (2008)
the core of repulsion is recognition.
Caitlin Scarano, from “Deer Season”, The Necessity of Wildfire (via voirlvmer)
Sometimes I wish that my desire for visibility would last beyond a day or two before it’s swapped out for a dull wish just to disappear.
— Daniel Sarah Karasik, from “Visible to Vanishing,” Plenitude