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“It’s you, Will thought, as though they knew each other.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
[text ID: I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?]
💊 i made some pharmacology notes for an exam on drug receptors & pharmacodynamics. <3
💊 9-20-2020
// kinda ran out of a nice pen, but that panda pen is so good too! my gelly roll pen fell and broke its tip so :(
📍what classes are you taking for this sem?📍
yesterday i rearranged my at home office and i am obsessed with the final look | more on my instagram account @thomreads (for anything studies and books related)
01/23/2021 ✨ happy weekend!
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Study sesh & a home-made wallpaper // studygram
“At the heart of our matter as human beings, really the best thing of all is passion. Passion for another person, for a job, a cause, an idea, a place…. passion for a book when it’s good enough to light up the inside of your head. Perhaps that’s what IT is all about– our Purpose: trying to furnish your life with so many different kinds of passion that everywhere in it there is something that fills you to bursting and makes you want to tell the whole world about it.”
— Jonathan Carroll
“—it whispers into the water. He will remember his first sight of the open sea: a grey wrinkled vastness, like the residue of a dream.”
— Hilary Mantel, Wolf Hall (via antigonick)
June breeze.
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“I want your last name. Your Sunday mornings and daily commutes. I want your phone calls and your quirks. Your sick days and your hair in my shower drain. I want your laugh. Your arms around my waist when I walk by and you can’t let me by. Your eye contact. Your smile. I want to find your lost keys. Do your laundry. Make your coffee the way you like it. I want the other side of the bed to be yours, our fingers intertwined. I want your silences. Your Internet history and your electricity bills. I want your twisted past, and your convoluted future.”
— DearYou182
your smile plants flowers in my soul, and every time you laugh, those flowers bloom and i am so full with love for you. -a.d
do you know any poems about / mentioning january for us capricorns?
“To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.”
— Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, from “Hesperus or Forty-Five Dog Post Days, A Biography From the German”
“Like you I love love, life, the sweet smell of things, the sky-blue landscape of January days.”
— Roque Dalton, from “Like You”
“The warmed-over bones of January.”
— Jenny Xie, from “Zuihitsu”
“How can I feel so warm Here in the dead center of January? I can Scarcely believe it, and yet I have to, this is The only life I have.”
— James Wright, from “A Winter Daybreak above Vence”
“This mouth the last entry into January, silenced with fresh snow crackling on the window. And so what—if my feathers are burning. I never asked for flight. Only to feel this fully, this entire, the way snow touched bare skin and is, suddenly, snow no longer.”
— Ocean Vuong, from “Devotion”
“Maybe January’s light will consume my entire heart in its cruel rays.”
— Pablo Neruda, from “Sonnet LXVI”
“I emerged one January Into a different world. It made a lot of sense, Hidden away, as I had been, for almost a life. And I entered it open-eyed, the wind in my ears, The slake of honey and slow wine awake on my tongue.”
— Charles Wright, from “A Short History of My Life”
+ a bunch of poems literally titled “January”
“January” by W. S. Merwin
“January” by John Updike
“January” by Betty Adcock
“January” by William Carlos Williams
“January” by Weldon Kees
“January” by Nancy Schoenberger
Léon Bonvin’s Moonlight Scene, Houses In Background, 1864 (via here)