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we're not kids anymore.

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Today's Document
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Xuebing Du

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Now’s The Time, Jean-Michel Basquiat
Medium: pencil,wood
Frances Ha (2012); requested by @eleluu
Better Red
Lisa Brice
https://www.instagram.com/p/BrIQq30hlBQ/
https://www.instagram.com/p/BhbbNUIATA2/
“ It’s that thing when you’re with someone and you love them and they know it and they love you and you know it but it’s a party and you’re both talking to other people and you’re laughing and shining and you look across the room and catch each other’s eyes. But not because you’re possessive, or it’s precisely sexual, but because that is your person in this life and it’s funny and sad but only because this life will end and it’s this secret world that exists right there. In public. Unnoticed. That no one else knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us but we don’t have the ability to perceive them. That’s what I want out of a relationship. Or just life, I guess. ”
- Frances Ha (2012)
Looking uphill and down.
Bedtime cuddles
look at this fucking baby
have you ever had one of those weird kinda moments where you’d just be driving by yourself or like even sitting outside in the rain and you feel like everything is right and you are happy and all you want to do is stay in that moment forever? but. then you have to continue with your day and kind of forget about how you felt. I wonder if those small moments are trying to tell us something. like what if it’s telling us there is something good coming. what if it’s trying to tell us our life’s purpose is felt through those small moments. and in order to find that purpose we have to find ourselves through more of those moments. what if those moments are created to help us understand who we really are in this lifetime. who we will become.