wave of mutilation.

some mexican gal

[mournfulroses]

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from his novel titled "White Nights," originally published in 1848

[flowerytale]

I'm still alive (just not very interesting anymore)

[flowerytale]

Kathleen Graber, from "Another Poem about Trains", The Eternal City: Poems

[botanical-inspiration]

Beauty and variety of tree bark 🌳

[source]

[bienenkiste]

Photographed by Cho Gi Seok for Vogue Korea July 2023

[thenordroom]

89 Pink Bathroom Ideas: From Hot Pink Walls to Blush Tiles

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

“Writing down your thoughts is both necessary and harmful. It leads to eccentricity, narcissism, preserves what should be let go. On the other hand, these notes intensify the inner life, which, left unexpressed, slips through your fingers. If only I could find a better kind of journal, humbler, one that would preserve the same thoughts, the same flesh of life, which is worth saving. Moreover the writer invents himself [or herself] as a character in this form. He shapes himself from the shards of the everyday, from the truth of that daily life. Which is also a truth not to be scorned.”

— Anna Kamienska, from “In That Great River: A Notebook,” trans. Clare Kavanaugh, Poetry (June 2010)

[escapismsworld]

[a-french-gentleman]

[philosophybits]

“Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself.”

— Franz Kafka, Diaries of Franz Kafka

[lamorbidezza]

[die-rosastrasse]

My pressed flowers collection: pink edition 🌼

[huariqueje]

Balcony. Paris  -   Konstantin Alekseevich Korovin , 1908.

Russian , 1861 - 1939

Oil on canvas , 94×58 cm.

[fromhersoul]

[droledemonsieur]

Drôle de Monsieur

[rxx-e]

[last-picture-show]

Edward Hopper, Night on the El-Train, 1918