-Noor Unnahar
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

oozey mess
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occasionally subtle
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Peter Solarz
we're not kids anymore.

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Discoholic 🪩
AnasAbdin
todays bird
$LAYYYTER

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Three Goblin Art

Love Begins

Origami Around
Sade Olutola

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@thebardicscholar
-Noor Unnahar
"Nobody ever really knows how much anyone else is hurting. You could be standing next to somebody who is completely broken and you wouldn't even know it. That's why you should always try to be kind."
the joy of walking quietly through your days, feeling your life wrap gently around you
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
— Oscar Wilde. (via. luciferifilia)
Undine, Rising from the Fountain, modeled ca. 1880–82. Marble. White marble seems to dissolve into rippling wet fabric as the water nymph Undine changes from liquid to human form. Abandoned by her husband, the heartbroken nymph is seeking revenge: an embrace that will drown him with tears
They burned the bridge, then ask why I don’t visit.
Ugo Eze
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"It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not."
Andre Gide, Autumn Leaves
"If reincarnation is real I wonder how many people stare at their own art in museums, listen to their own music they made in a different life and read books they don't remember writing"
@themachomoron
The Letters of Sylvia Plath - Volume I: 1940–1956
Emily Skaja, from “Dear Ruth”, Brute
[text: you are the holy thing I look to.]
“I have found the deepest conversations in our silence.”
— Jay Vespertine (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
Dante and Virgil in Hell (1850)
— by William-Adolphe Bouguereau
— Sylvia Plath, "The Bell Jar"
— Marie Howe, from “The Addict”
Ocean Vuong, from “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds