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she/her

[petaltexturedskies]

George Eliot in a letter to Miss Lewis, dated 1 October 1841 featured in George Eliot’s Life, as Related in her Letters and Journals

[wildspringday]

every girl should have a terrace or a balcony or a sprawling secret garden hidden from the outside world but containing beautiful mysteries and hidden worlds but we don't and that's why the world is going to hell in a handbasket

[gengario]

introverts be like "i know a good spot" and then go home

[n1pp]

quit brainrot. unfollow trolls. read essays. go down rabbit holes. have a calendar. maintain a todo list. read old books. watch old movies. turn on dnd. walk with intent. eat without youtube. chew more. train without music. plan for 15 mins. execute. organise your desk. take something seriously. read ancient scripts. act fast. find bread. eat clean. journal. save a life. learn to code. read poetry. create art. stay composed. refine your speech. optimise for efficiency. act sincere. help people. be kind. stop doing things that waste your time. follow your intuition. craft reputation. learn persuasion. systemise your day (or don't). write. write. write. write more. iterate violently. leave your phone at home. walk to the grocery store. talk to strangers. feed the dogs. visit bookstores. look for 1800s novels. experience art. then love. sit with a monk and offer them lunch. don't talk shit about people. embody virtue. sit alone. do something with your life. what do you want to create? turn off your mind. play. play a sport. combat sports. notice fonts in trees. fall in love. notice patterns on a table. visualise it. talk to people with respect. don't hate. be loving. be real. become yourself. cherrypick your qualities. discard the useless. rejections aren't permanent. invite what aligns. accept what does not. read great people. be different. choose different. do great work. let it consume you. lose your mind. value your time. experience life.

[sotiriabellou]

im going to learn embroidery weaving pottery oil painting hagiography miniature crafting fiddle arabic mandarin spanish perfect french and im going to do it all within the next six months.this is true and incredibly possible and doable and i will do it all

[kafk-a]

Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

[rosevyi]

the way i want to love and be loved is so unbearable

[wildspringday]

okay but life should have been hanging out in the sun topless eating peaches instead we have credit scores

[louisa-gc]

midsummer vignette

waking up to birdsong, fresh strawberries for breakfast, picking wildflowers, dining outdoors, grilled vegetables and chèvre with rosé, sun-bleached linen clothes with tattered loafers, the comforting greens of nature all around, lying on a blanket in the garden with a good book in hand, the scent of sunscreen and freshly cut grass, going for a swim with friends and the family dogs, throwing on an old wool jumper to go watch the bonfire at night

[louisa-gc]

july mood

slow mornings — baby blue gingham pajamas, coffee and journaling on the patio, fresh berries to top a bowl of greek youghurt

reading a book on the sunny steps of an ancient cathedral, a gust of wind softly flipping the pages

swimwear as underwear — coming by a beach on your walk, just slipping out of your breezy linen pants and sliding into the sea

a weathered table in the garden shaded by the foliage of old crooked trees — juicy peaches on a piece of china, a carafe of icy water, bees flying all around

the scent of sunscreen and hot stone, the rhythmic tunes of street musicians, and the happy chatter of tourist groups crowding the city square

a large wedding, guests dressed in pastel shades and silk and summer suits, dancing as the sun sets, happy to be celebrating love

a languid summer's afternoon where heat makes the air tremble, sipping iced tea and trying to finish your favourite ice cream before it melts onto your fingers

spending the hottest midday hour in a small but air-conditioned art gallery, chatting with the owner and learning more about painting and sculpture

a storm raging outside as you read, curled up in the corner of the couch with the family pet, pausing at times to watch the lightning

[anxeious]

[kosmogrl]

[kosmogrl]

[local-deadpoet-deactivated20260]

so unfortunately college isn’t just about performing ancient greek rituals with your friends

[kosmogrl]

[eternaloptimistsphere]

start seeing everything as God, but keep it a secret

[tiredandlonelymuse]

This is how I originally wrote it. One of those that starts as a poem and then begs to be a song. I posted a fragment of this on tumblr a while back, but here’s the initial piece in its entirety 🤍