We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
Carson Mccullers, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter (via wordsnquotes)
Peter Solarz
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
todays bird
Mike Driver
Xuebing Du

Janaina Medeiros

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
sheepfilms

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Three Goblin Art

Kiana Khansmith
Show & Tell
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

blake kathryn
noise dept.
KIROKAZE

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Jules of Nature
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We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
Carson Mccullers, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter (via wordsnquotes)
I went on a walk
Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.
(via mustangblood)
Coffee Shop Overheard
You're in love? How does your lover act around trees? That will tell you everything.
#reallifestilllife
Back home. #michagain <3
Using a Lil Wayne related hashtag to fight sexism. #Remarkable.
From “The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams:
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
So so glad this book store exists.
Doing justice with @ventureexped by participating in #hopefordinner.
Daycation!
I am Eliza Thornberry.
Brilliant paintings of clouds in a basement. (Follow You Into the Dark by Ian Fisher at Denver MCA.) ☁️☁️☁️
Considering the ravens.
Forks on forks on #forks
but they won't stop saying how lovely the ruins how ruined the lovely children must be in that birdless city.
Jamaal May, There Are Birds Here (For Detroit)
I dream too much, and I don’t write enough, and I’m trying to find God everywhere.
Anis Mojgai. (via wittybrevity)