Sappho's Island

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from 'Everything Under' by Daisy Johnson

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Seems like a good time to fight my reflection

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Some days, I just don't know what to say, not because I feel nothing, but because I feel too much. And I don't know where to begin.

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I wanted to talk to you, but you weren't there. So I spoke to the sky instead.

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To be nineteen and drowning in color and sensation

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This is a painting that I found on Pinterest, and I tried it out. Criticism?

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Vacation vibes

"With freedom, books, flowers and the moon, who could not be happy?"

- Oscar Wilde

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I've always wanted to have a library at home with bookcases as tall as skyscrapers. Windows that stretch from floor to roof, that let in the filtered light of the day, and dust floating in it. Paperbound and leather bound and hardbound books soaking in the light that seeps in. Imagine living in a library. Having a favourite corner, a favourite armchair. Losing all track of time, life being a blur between one story and the next, one world and another, one love and the next.

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Dead Poets Society (1989)

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"Thinking of you is a poison I drink often."

- Atticus

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A window in my room, to admire every sunrise and sunset. To see the rain blur and smudge the world outside. A window, to stare at stars and worlds aparts from ours. To let the moonlight in. A window to sip coffee by, as music drowns everything else. A window that makes everything but life and love secondary.

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Summer love moodboard

"I fell for you and I am still falling."

- Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte