julenee
lights under the sparkle
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julenee · 2 years ago
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Don't let yesterday take up too much of today.
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julenee · 2 years ago
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Let's go back to the basics
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julenee · 2 years ago
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julenee · 2 years ago
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miss lana del rey🙏
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julenee · 2 years ago
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An Old Anatomy Book
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julenee · 2 years ago
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feeling that oppressive urge to have a group of friends who have weekly dinners at someone’s apartment, flock together on campus, debate literature and philosophy over wine soaked nights, study in the library together long after everyone’s gone, write each other letters when we’re apart for the holidays, run about the woods at night and be utterly, utterly free.
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julenee · 2 years ago
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this summer recall <3
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julenee · 2 years ago
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A warm heart
I don't miss you
I miss your love
Want your gear back
even if your body turns black
even if you die as Balzac
To not have your charm by my side
feels like those early nights
looking at the bare sky blear-eyed
after daydreaming with a joyride!
I don't want your future though
neither your control over me
Although your heart is warm
Although it's passion for me was not norme
Is it right then to only want a side of it
only a nibble from it
To be so choosy that I can't help but
don't want you to go,
but don't want you to stay either.
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16/09/2021
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julenee · 2 years ago
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lonely poet or god complex which one are we feeling today
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julenee · 2 years ago
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anne magill's work is so beautiful; it's vague & unfocused, like the fade of a good memory or blur of a dream. details are rare & yet the images come together clearly. movement & beauty in earthy tones. absolutely stunning <3
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julenee · 2 years ago
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Bad. Horrible. Traumatic even . But now I have a cool character background story
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julenee · 2 years ago
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Dramatically failing my attempt at stoping to procrastinate.
I've also convinced myself that I need to socialize, because I haven't even been out with anyone or got out of my place if it wasn't for university for two months now. The issue is that I literally only have one friend who's in another city at university (my other friend is even farer away) so It's not like I have it easy.
Also, it's been a month and I don't feel comfortable at my university class because I haven't made friends with whom I feel like I fit in completely. I am slowly feeling miserable and I think that's one of the reasons along not being out for that long.
This Saturday I'm probably meeting with the friend who lives in another city, but if my life doesn't drastically change after that, I'm going to read The Bell Jar, and I mean that as a threat.
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julenee · 2 years ago
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Atticus
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julenee · 2 years ago
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“You're the only person I've ever met who seems to have the faintest conception of what I mean when I say a thing.”
–Virginia Woolf
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julenee · 2 years ago
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Currently trying to avoid hyper realization episodes about how inevitable my death is while trying to stop being at the bottom of my class academically speaking
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julenee · 2 years ago
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Some of my books are annotated both by me and by my best friend.
Sometimes I like to look at them and mentally laugh at the differences on our personalities and how they manifest.
Little things like this, almost unnoticeable variances like this.
Book on the photo: My year of Rest and Relaxation (Ottesa Moshfegh)
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julenee · 2 years ago
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The dream of leaving oneself on the behalf of community rules that reduce, at its maximum, the painful decisions of individual freedom.
On Midsummer and sects
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El sueño de abandonarse a las reglas comunitarias que reducen, al mínimo, las decisiones dolorosas de la libertad personal.
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