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Lovers at a church next to Fontana di Trevi. 1984Thomas Hoepker
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You cannot live alone on the fantasies you feed to your mind, eventually you have to touch your life for real, assess and analyze your habits, understand your character, try not to hate yourself for your character as it was shaped when you were very young by circumstances outside of you, and begin learning how to cope with your character, how to build habits that work for you, finish small projects, finish big projects, expose yourself to more uncomfortable situations, assess why you want to leave that friendship before you leave it, raise your anxiety levels on purpose, so that you can grow, raise your work load on purpose, so that you can grow, so that you can build resilience, so that your life expands, and can be experienced by you in full and in reality
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As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh, Susan Sontag.
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“Si me ves por algunos de tus pensamientos, abrázame que te extraño”
-Julio Cortázar
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I'm so fucking tired of being single
you absolutely love hearing eddie nerd out. when he apologized for ranting once, you admit that not only do you think it’s really cute, but it’s a bit of a turn on. he never lets that fact go. you’re making out on his bed and he starts trailing kisses up your jaw. nearing your ear, he leans in to whisper “wanna hear about the different types of orcs?” you whip your head at him in confusion before he continues whispering in your ear, deepening his voice. “there’s uruk-hai, actually uruk means orc in black speech..” you fight back a laugh and he pulls away just enough for you to see the smirk on the corner of his lips. days later when he picks you up for a date and sees your outfit, he immediately goes “have i ever told you about the fall of gondolin?” as he wiggles his eyebrows. it becomes a common occurrence, hot whispers about elven politics and defeating dnd monsters in hopes to hear you giggle and feel your smile against his lips.
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My thighs are huge cuz they’re full of secrets
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The worst part is that either I'm really fucking ugly or these men's standard is really high, like, I know I'm fat but i don't look like the hunchback of notre dame. And even he had a baddie.
my delusional dumb ass really be analysing men on tinder like "mmm idk, he's kinda ugly but seems nice", "he's short but I'll give him a chance" and then i swipe right and WE DONT MATCH. Girl I really am getting humbled
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my delusional dumb ass really be analysing men on tinder like "mmm idk, he's kinda ugly but seems nice", "he's short but I'll give him a chance" and then i swipe right and WE DONT MATCH. Girl I really am getting humbled
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“When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence.”
— Ingmar Bergman
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{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz }
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Two Iranian women in Tehran plant trees and water flowers during national arbor day (1970′s)
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David Alan Harvey CUBA. Trinidad. 1998. The Trinidad Folkoric Ballet rehearses in an empty courtyard.
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