Franz Kafka, the metamorphosis / Jane Austen

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almost home
Claire Keane
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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shark vs the universe

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One Nice Bug Per Day
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Kaledo Art
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Franz Kafka, the metamorphosis / Jane Austen
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ann Davidow-Goodman, featured in The Letters Of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956
[Text ID: I know I’ll always think of you with something like hurt and nostalgia―and a great deal of love.]
girl help i’m starting over again for the 1000th time & i’m beginning to think that life is a never-ending cycle of starting over & i actually have to make peace with that in order to move forward
Amy Hempel, "Cloudland", Sing to It
i spend my days waiting. waiting for the water to boil and my tea to be ready. for spring to come back. for more daylight. the oil in the pan to heat up. a “hey i miss you” or “can you help me out for a second?” or “you want to hang out?” text. for my phone to finish charging. for good news. flowers on the table. the next hug. “hey, you got the job!”. waiting for the sun. to set. to rise. to see both. for summer to be around the corner. a good song. a falling star. a text back. i spend my time waiting to be remembered. i spend my time repeating that tomorrow will be better. tomorrow will be better. i spend my days waiting and waiting and waiting. i spend my days waiting unbearably.
After careful consideration and going over multiple options I think the best choice is stay warm and cozy in bed forever.
insta: @duckinggoodart
fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.
hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.
hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy
hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it
hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently
hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love
horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho
the bravery of a girl who has to decide what is for dinner and then cook it and then wash dishes every day forever and ever.
That's called being an adult
no it’s called being the bravest girl on planet earth
Hydra, Greece
*makes another silly little poster*
The Earth, the Sun and the Moon. Oú sommes nous? 1910.
Internet Archive
yes my favorite colors are the warm orange of the windows of a house u see on a walk at night and also the deep blue of the night around it
art by suzanne siegel
criminal minds: a comedy trailer