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Love, it is a fate resigned
over futile odds / and laughed at
by the gods
and now the final frame /
Love
is a losing game
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Kikuo Saito (斉藤規矩夫, Saitō Kikuo, 1939–2016) Work on paper
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i hope that when i die there will be an apartment with everyone i’ve ever loved in it and we are together always
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I just wanna focus on being a full human being. The plague of comparison is so insane and can play out so quietly. The reality of idolising things or making them seem out of reach is genuinely the most insane thing in the world, like this has never led to anything besides disappointment. There is nothing outside of your experience that is better than what you have. Ever. Someone else’s joy isn’t more joyus than yours. I am full and looking no where else
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James Baldwin: From Another Place (Sedat Pakay, 1973)
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monika marchewka, "dream," 2022, oil on canvas
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Moonrise, Part I
Joshua Tree National Park, California
March 2017
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Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay”, Glass, Irony, and God
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dualities - unbalance
heavy boots are still just as heavy
(happy) Thanksgiving 2024
wish u were here, sweets
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*grits teeth* im hopeful i believe there is good in the world im fucking hopeful
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