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The Bowery Presents
Sweet Seals For You, Always
hello vonnie
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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One Nice Bug Per Day
almost home
noise dept.

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
YOU ARE THE REASON
Fai_Ryy

izzy's playlists!
The Stonewall Inn

Love Begins
d e v o n
Cosimo Galluzzi
occasionally subtle
todays bird

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via warukatta on Instagram
things to pay attention to
the tiny specks of colour in their eyes
the bass and background sounds in a song
starlight on a cloudy night
how someone looks when they think nobody can see them
the mannerisms of a stranger
real meanings behind spoken words
subtle facial expressions which last a second
the underlying flavours in food
emotions that a friend is trying to hide
little lights in a sleeping city
flowers growing through cracks in the pavement
the mixed colour palette in a piece of art
the melody of someone’s voice
saying my name is so intimate why would you do that to me
simone rocha spring 2018
**eats three raspberries* I can feel my cells multiplying. my blood is cleaner, safer. my skin……less dry. I am well. I am nourished.
Leaves | Lloyd Schwartz
archive moodboard: @01pil
*realizes I exist outside of my own perceptions of myself and that people probably talk about me sometimes* what the fuck
FALLING PETALS
photographed by Miss Bean
— by Sukeban Magazine
“…the honey-bearing chaos of high summer.”
— Kenneth Rexroth, from Sacramental Acts: The Love Poems; “On What Planet,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.
Kahlo, Frida. The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait. (via pigmenting)
Lola Ridge, from To the Many; Collected Poems of Lola Ridge; “Ghetto,”
it might take a day. it might take a year, but what’s meant to be will always find it’s way.
the moon & venus
yes im ugly but its an artistic choice