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darkbluesweater · 3 days ago
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Joan Baez
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darkbluesweater · 3 days ago
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leonard cohen & joan baez, newport folk festival, 1967
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darkbluesweater · 4 days ago
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'Bright Moon through Trees'. Unknown artist. 1908.
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darkbluesweater · 7 days ago
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“some things aren’t meant to last” ok but consider this: I love permanence and consistency
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darkbluesweater · 7 days ago
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*through gritted teeth* you are not a child taking a test with the purpose of getting the highest score, you are an adult trying new things and finding ways to enjoy your life, make mistakes, be a beginner, be mediocre, be where you need to be, be unlikeable, just. be.
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darkbluesweater · 21 days ago
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i hate that being emotionally unavailable is so associated with masculinity. which is why i must stay emotionally unavailable. for feminism.
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darkbluesweater · 30 days ago
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medea; euripedes
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darkbluesweater · 1 month ago
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“How’s life?”
Me:
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darkbluesweater · 1 month ago
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but maybe this razing explosion of realism, where the lens goes right into the shit, is the intensity that brings the most tender piece to the front in a more meaningful way. because love is the most cruel, violent, unremitting emotion
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darkbluesweater · 1 month ago
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love is dead and we killed her
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darkbluesweater · 1 month ago
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ragnhild may, “sirene song” (2021)
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darkbluesweater · 1 month ago
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Along the Coast (1958) dir. Agnès Varda
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darkbluesweater · 1 month ago
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do i have any right to come after you with my dusty mind full of junk of maybe five thousand books ?
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darkbluesweater · 1 month ago
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what about us who cry at museums ?
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darkbluesweater · 3 months ago
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"Bluets", Maggie Nelson
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darkbluesweater · 3 months ago
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Attic Room    -   Louis Icart , 1940
French,  1888-1950
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darkbluesweater · 3 months ago
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only the madman came, he spoke to me and said that the house i see in my dreams exists...
that the road that leads to the sea exists...
that the girl in the picture exists...
that her face is beautiful every time it shines...
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