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i love myself but i dont love me back
i have never ever related to anything so fucking hard
the signs as mark twain’s favorite american comfort food
sick of other food, Twain said: “The number of dishes is sufficient; but then it is such a monotonous variety of UNSTRIKING dishes […] Three or four months of this weary sameness will kill the robustest appetite.” Full list here.
ARIES: Boston bacon and beans. TAURUS: Apple dumplings, with real cream. GEMINI: Fresh American fruits of all sorts, including strawberries which are not to be doled out as if they were jewelry, but in a more liberal way. CANCER: Roast turkey, Thanksgiving style. LEO: Porter-house steak. VIRGO: Ice-water—not prepared in the ineffectual goblet, but in the sincere and capable refrigerator. LIBRA: All sorts of American pastry. SCORPIO: Early rose potatoes, roasted in the ashes, Southern style, served hot. SAGITTARIUS: Sheep-head and croakers, from New Orleans. CAPRICORN: American coffee, with real cream. AQUARIUS: Fried oysters; stewed oysters. Frogs. PISCES: Buttermilk. Iced sweet milk.
i love you and i miss you so much baby girl @tiedyehoney
In the graveyard of the sea there is nothing but eternity.
Albert Camus, from Youthful Writings; “Mediterranean,” wr. c. 1932 (via violentwavesofemotion)
@dari_kim
i feel like no one should ever be alone on Sunday mornings.
How do you move on? I don’t move on. I sit and I wait, rooted deep, hoping that maybe instead of just trimming me, someone might love me enough to pick me out of the ground
Mustang (2015) dir. Deniz Gamze Ergüven
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