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@trex49
My advice to everyone is to develop a thick skin but not to lose ur softness. Like moisturise spiritually
Me, a disgraced academic turned farmer, surveying my crops: Finally… I am out standing in my field
@ the water that drips down my arms when i wash my face and makes a big ass mess: fuckin fight me
reasons I’m still on this hellsite:
1) nowhere else I could find posts this specifically relatable
this was on a post about julius caesar
emily dickinson suggestion: be so reclusive that people in your town refer to you as “the myth”
Should have been born that 19th century dandy boy who's doing opium and trips to Italy just to look aesthetic with extensive debauchery set against masterpieces of marble
“Somewhere, there is a version of me that isn’t neck- deep in her invented filth”
— Franny Choi, from “I Guess By Now I Thought I’d Be Done With Shame,” published in The Offing
Rachel Coye
BIG fan of liminal spaces, my dream is to suddenly find myself in a small grocery store in some old fishing village in japan at 3am with no idea how i got there but someone i’ve never seen before but somehow know is waiting outside so i exit the store and wake up in Croatia wading in the salty sea at dusk and i’m alone and it’s 1982
Do you think there might be people here who actually want to befriend you and you don't let them in?
Claim what is yours, Shirley. Do not endlessly pine over it. Be discreet and be real and talk to me if you want to talk to me.
remembering that you inhabit a body and that your physical appearance is inevitably tied into how people perceive you
behold, the only valid mood chart
my stomach: *growls*
me: I give you everything and you still disrespect me like this
Yasujirō Ozu - Early Spring (1956)
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