
祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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@theartofmadeline
occasionally subtle
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YOU ARE THE REASON

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Today's Document
Keni

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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if i look back, i am lost
Sweet Seals For You, Always
DEAR READER
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Misplaced Lens Cap
RMH

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Xuebing Du

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@noctvrnalt
“trying again after losing hope is a kind of courage people don't talk about enough.”
I want someone who can see and make room for all the dark parts of me too, not just the parts that feel easy and sweet. My irritability, dark thoughts, my intensity, and not flinch or try to 'fix' me.
“I learned that being understanding for too long feels a lot like abandonment of yourself.”
Love rarely ends because two people are incompatible, it ends when one person stops evolving. When someone avoids growth, dodges honest conversations, and clings to their old patterns, they slowly dismantle the connection themselves. Love survives on courage, accountability, and maturity. Where there is fear, silence, and stagnation love quietly dies.
Forugh Farrokhzad, from Let Us Believe In the Beginning of the Cold Season; "Another Birth,"
(via our heat is gospel: Image)
María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus, featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959
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