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"Bluets", Maggie Nelson

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have been feeling like a raw exposed nerve for weeks now + not sure i'll ever be anything else than sad to my core. i'm so tired. i think i'm going to take a nap on some train tracks

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The little girl’s sense of secrecy that developed at prepuberty only grows in importance. She closes herself up in fierce solitude: she refuses to reveal to those around her the hidden self that she considers to be her real self and that is in fact an imaginary character: she plays at being a dancer like Tolstoy’s Natasha, or a saint like Marie Leneru, or simply the singular wonder that is herself. There is still an enormous difference between this heroine and the objective face that her parents and friends recognize in her. She is also convinced that she is misunderstood: her relationship with herself becomes even more passionate: she becomes intoxicated with her isolation, feels different, superior, exceptional: she promises that the future will take revenge on the mediocrity of her present life. From this narrow and petty existence she escapes by dreams.

Simone de Beauvoir, The Second Sex

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My Most Haunted Roll Of Film Yet

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corporate nightmare 😍

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this is genuinely the greatest advice out there. i don't even think there's anything i can add just read it again and again. from rainer maria rilke. aka chill :)

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the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen in my life was just a wet street. no one was on it. no one was near it. just a flat, staid wasteland, wet with rain. and then the sun came out, and for ten seconds, the world was made of light. the sun refracted on every angle, at every moment, and for a quarter mile, everything was shimmering. the road, the trees, the grass, the sidewalk, all glowed like the sky, they all glowed like heaven. and for ten seconds, that’s where i was. and on my shirt was the domino’s logo lol. but that wasn’t really a factor in said beautification

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Emma Beatrez (American, 1995) - Heat (2024)

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Ohh… CT scanner with no cover…❤️❤️ what I would do for you

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borzoi puppies' first blizzard

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Will Wilson (American,b.1957)

Pamplemousse, 1985 

Oil on linen

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I went to the beach and saw this vortex repeating the same pattern over and over in the sand.

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Georgia Gerber: A Promise Kept (1999)

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The Great White Silence, 1924, Herbert G. Ponting

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“‘What is a ghost? A tragedy condemned to repeat itself time and time again? An instant of pain perhaps. Something dead which still seems to be alive. An emotion suspended in time like a blurred photograph, like an insect trapped in amber.’”

— Guillermo Del Toro, The Devil’s Backbone