ilaria toma

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
we're not kids anymore.

Origami Around
NASA

Janaina Medeiros
wallacepolsom

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Keni

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PR's Tumblrdome
RMH
d e v o n
noise dept.
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

titsay

shark vs the universe

pixel skylines
occasionally subtle

ellievsbear

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ilaria toma
musings on april
Sylvia Plath (Leon Dabo), Edna St. Vincent Millay, E. E. Cummings, Naguib Mahfouz (Edgar Degas), E. E. Cummings (Édouard Manet), Rabindranath Tagore, T. S. Eliot (Edgar Degas), F. Scott Fitzgerald (Alphonse Osbert)
— James Baldwin, They Can’t Turn Back
world so cooked i'm back on tumblr like i was when i was 15 just trying to cope
divine intervention where my guardian angel just beats the shit outta me
Hey. Your brain needs to de-frag. Literally it needs you to sit there and space out.
If you want your memory or executive function to improve, stare out a window at the skyline or sidewalk or trees or birds on the electrical wires for like 20+ minutes per day. (With no other stimulation like a podcast or TV if you can manage but hey baby steps innit). If you're fortunate enough to have safe outside with any bits of nature, go stare closely at a 1 meter square of grass and trip out on the bugs and shapes of grasses and stuff.
Literally this will make you smarter. Our brains HAVE TO HAVE this zone out time to do important stuff behind the scenes. This does not happen during sleep, it's something else.
That weird pressurized feeling you get sometimes might be your brain on no defrag.
Give your brain a Daily Dose Of De-Frag.
In your 20s, you'll feel like you're losing the race. It's important to understand that there is no race.
𐙚⋆. MARCH POETRY PROMPTS a collection inspired by spring’s soft return, first blushes, soft beginnings, thawing hearts, and the romance of becoming.
1. you are irreplaceable to me 2. like a sailor chasing a lighthouse 3. rapture in fingertips 4. wildfire in small rooms 5. saint of almosts 6. 404: heart not found 7. better luck next time 8. too close to the sun (again) 9. the last frost warning 10. green ink in the margins of an old book 11. running barefoot across a damp lawn 12. a garden you inherited but did not ask for 13. small town myth 14. kiss me like it’s almost spring 15. the rope burns but I stay 16. thin lines and thick skin 17. lucky you ; lucky us 18. route advisory 19. don't rein me in 20. unraveled and yours 21. you see me still 22. almost falling, almost flying 23. I only feel alive at the edges 24. run away with me before the lights come on 25. every line I cross leaves flowers in its wake 26. my heart is a high wire strung between hunger and heaven 27. I bloom fiercest where I am forbidden 28. standing in the doorway of April 29. the soft return of light 30. the first true warmth on my face 31. closing the gate behind winter
Eavan Boland, “A Woman Painted on a Leaf”
[Text ID: “I want a poem I can grow old in. I want a poem I can die in.”]
coexisting in silence is my fav kind of intimacy
I have thought of you so frequently […] that I imagine, I guess, that by some mystical intuition you may well be aware of this.
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume II: 1956–1963 — Dorothea Krook, 25th September 1958
journal entry 1.26.26
Samuel Beckett, letter to Morris Sinclair (March 4th, 1934), The Letters of Samuel Beckett, Vol. I: 1929-1940 [ID'd]
Reading books out in nature 🌿
You, who opened suns in my heart.
- Alfonsina Storni
laura hettich