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sometimes you just gotta put music on and stare at the ceiling

“Sadness, when you are truly being swallowed by it, can feel almost universal. Not the vehicle that drives you to the doorstep of sadness, and certainly not the way it manifests itself inside of you. But the sadness itself, the soaking feeling of it, is something that you know everyone around you has had a taste of.”

— Hanif Abdurraqib, from “Under Half-Lit Fluorescents: The Wonder Years And The Great Suburban Narrative,” in They Can’t Kill Us Until They Kill Us

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rest in peace bell hooks

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Tweet by DZA @Danez_Smif dated Dec. 16, 2021

what a way to go, you pass on to the next and everybody talking about love, love, love, love, love.]

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'honey i'm home' but we are flatmates and there is romantic tension

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@doronic

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it's about i want a love that falls as fast as a body from the balcony it's about i know i've kissed you before but i didn't do it right it's about i look up at the gaps of sunlight i miss you more than anything

hanari502

I’m a simple woman. I find a song I like, I listen to it for three weeks uninterrupted until I find another one.

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https://www.instagram.com/p/CTETIJvqZyk/

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Autumn Rain

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Dusky afternoons by the front window

Rosie Ramsden

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be poetic. if you find the way the light falls through your window and onto your bedroom wall pretty, write about it. call it soft and golden as sunlit honey. if it makes you glad to be alive then it’s not silly. you look for the beauty of things, be proud of that. say the heavy rain is kissing you. write about the glow of the moon, the dancing of flowers. make your world magical. collect your metaphors and treasure them.