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Hey, don't cry. A single thread in a tapestry, though its color brightly shines, can never see its purpose in the pattern of the grand design, ok?

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They should invent a type of life where you don’t have to work to survive

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@ still.life

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“I was always ashamed to take. So I gave. It was not a virtue. It was a disguise.”

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947

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{Quotes: lilyrainpoety ( insta)/ Albert Camus, The Fall/fausto melotti l'uomo costant (1936) /Gemma troy/ainslie hogarth motherthing/‘what i could never confess without some bravado’, emily palermo/ Richard siken/mohmmad darwish//painting:holy Warburton//photos: pinterest}

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In the burned house i am eating breakfast. You understand: their is no house, no breakfast, yet here i am .....

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the biggest issue of our modern world rn is that pottery classes are so expensive

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this entire blog is simply just a compilation of my soul yearning

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Molly Brodack / Fleabag / Anne Carson

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Guava cream brioche donuts // Elisa • saltedrye

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do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.

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Oscar Wilde, “The Critic as Artist” from Intentions (1891)