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[currently not active on this blog anymore but I still check for messages]
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.) / The Netherlands, 24, folklore, Swedish, fairytales and literature. Virginia Woolf is my best friend. Talk to me ~
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I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again —
Georgia O’Keeffe, in a letter to Russel Vernon Hunter, from Georgia O’Keeffe: Art and Letters (New York Graphic Society, 1990)
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California Dreamin’ by The Mamas & The Papas except it’s playing from a box radio while you sit on the porch of a Yosemite Ranger Station in the very early morning. It’s summer. It’s 1979. And you love your job.
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“Today is a lousy day. It is pouring wet cold unsentimental rain and the gray streets are puddled with it and the trees are slippery with it and my feet are muddy with it and the windows are splotched with it and my hair is damp with it and damn it all to hell anyway. There! I feel much better now.”
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Philip E. McCurdy written c. March 1954
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‘Tis the season. A cover by Garrett Price, from 1942. Follow us on Instagram for more throwbacks.
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Will you love me in December as you do in May?
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“It is extraordinary that nobody nowadays under the stress of great troubles is turned into stone or a bird or a tree or some inanimate object; they used to undergo such metamorphoses in ancient times (or so they say), though whether that is myth or a true story I know not. Maybe it would be better to change one’s nature into something that lacks all feeling, rather than be so sensitive to evil. Had that been possible, these calamities would in all probability have turned me to stone.”
— The Alexiad, written by Anna Komnene, the daughter of the Byzantine Emperor Alexios I Komnenos, c. 1148.
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Margaret Durow (American, b. 1989, Madison, Wisconsin, USA), Photography
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“Halloween Day”
small photo essay for school
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