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[fairydrowning]

"Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself."

– Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923

[lizormianillustration]

whatever was left, that was ours for a while.

sunrise - louise glück

[huariqueje]

Moonrise    -   Harald Oskar Sohlberg , 1919.

Norwegian  1869-1935

Oil on canvas, 35 x 47 cm

[soracities]

Jean Valentine, from “Sanctuary”

[jramseyi]

Traveling mushroom and his trusted cat

[the-dead-poets]

if i could live in a museum, i would

[elysianmuses]

The love language of annotating a book

[golden-autumn]

[dunkelrott]

[marysmirages]

Midsummer moon (2021)

[coupdefoudrre]

[etherea1ity]

Monet's Garden, Giverny, France ( via )

[flowerytale]

Margaret Atwood, from “Late Poems”, Dearly

[llleighsmith]

not to be in real jenny holzer hours rn but truly in a dream you saw a way to survive and you were full of joy

[forestgreenlesbian]

Woodworking at the End of the World, Ocean Vuong

[petitefleuriste]

— Anne Lamott

[weltenwellen]

Rainer Maria Rilke in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, published in Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters