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Yoshitomo Nara: ‘Walk On’ flip clock (2001)

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is anyone else scared or is it just me and every deer

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only wanna attract souls as bright as mine

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I really want to write a book before I die. I want to always have proof of all the times I thought my world would end and I kept going. I want my kids to have evidence of my vulnerability and my darkness. I want to write ,so those I love can find comfort in feeling seen. I don’t want fame. I just want to find a way to reach into those I love and make them feel less alone.

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— Ocean Vuong, Because It’s Summer

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“I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.” –  Vladimir Nabokov, from a letter to Vera (January 19, 1925), featured in “Letters To Vera” by Vladimir Nabokov (Russian, 1899-1977)

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Mary Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

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shoutout to those already struggling within the first days of the new year. this does NOT dictate on how your year is going to be. stuff you're going through may not disappear overnight. you'll get there and what's important is that you take it easy

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you might think im annoying but that’s just the love overflowing from me to the world around me and taking different forms. im also a little annoying but really it’s mostly love

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The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923

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no but you know what would be nice? experiencing the kind of happiness that doesn’t turn out to be a lesson that I have to mourn over for at least 3 months

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taking a break from men for a bit i am so fucking sick im gonna throw up

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just had the worst fucking heartbreak

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there is no old self to get back to there’s a new u to create n nurture

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Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life

Text ID: I always return to myself, always more faithfully.

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Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. August 1951