paper-fairy
paper-fairy
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🏹about me— I am a dreamer, an old soul trapped in a young body. I talk to the stars and send letters to the moon. I miss things I never had, I want to leave for distant lands to never come back. 🦢 here is my nest. 🧾 "...What we have here is a dreamer. Someone completely out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she would fly." — The Virgin Suicides
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paper-fairy · 18 hours ago
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I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one's own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful.
Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out
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paper-fairy · 18 hours ago
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There you were, and it was like spring—
Mary Oliver, from "There you were, and it was like spring" in Red Bird
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paper-fairy · 18 hours ago
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“This done, I lingered yet a little longer: the flowers smelt so sweet as the dew fell; it was such a pleasant evening, so serene, so warm; the still glowing.”
— Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre.”
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paper-fairy · 18 hours ago
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the ability to see more beauty in the world is a skill. the more beauty you see, the more comes to you, the more you create yourself. so much of the disempowerment people feel is because they are trained to see the ugly and negative in everything. you have to unpick your mind from the lure of negativity and train yourself to find beauty. if you want a beautiful life, it starts with learning to find the beauty everywhere.
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paper-fairy · 18 hours ago
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Joan Lindsay, from Picnic at Hanging Rock
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Late 19th century diamond tiara
Bonhams 
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samuel cirnansck spring/summer 2012
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silver cupid locket from the 1600s with the inscription "no heart more true than mine to you"
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Sylvia Plath, from a letter featured in The Letters of Sylvia Plath Vol. 1: 1940-1956
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paper-fairy · 19 days ago
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“. . . a day-dream — what a word for one whose entire life is spent noting them down . . .”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, One Hundred False Starts
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paper-fairy · 19 days ago
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Tetradrachm of Kingdom of Syria with head of deified Alexander the Great (obverse) and Nike with trophy and Greek inscription (reverse), struck under Seleukos I Nikator 
Greek, Early Hellenistic Period, c. 305–295 B.C.
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Museum of Fine Arts, Boston
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paper-fairy · 19 days ago
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Pierre Lacotte, La Sylphide
Ghislaine Thesmar
ph. Francette Levieux
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paper-fairy · 19 days ago
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“Moonlit nights are really lovable.”
— Gopal Puri, from a letter to Kailash Puri written c August 1942 (via ultraheroin)
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from a nyc bar card, february 1985
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paper-fairy · 19 days ago
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“Twenty-seven names for tears. Heartdew. Griefhoney. Sadwater. Die tränen. Eau de douleur. Los rios del corazón.”
— White Oleander, Janet Fitch (via lesgardenias)
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