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The Last Unicorn (1982)

dir. Jules Bass & Arthur Rankin, Jr.

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my roman empire <3

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lorde’s macbook photos from 2013 <3

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“I am too pure for you or anyone.” ― Sylvia Plath, from “The Collected Poems” (1981)

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“ Cute Polaroid series of the 6pm, 8pm, and 10pm versions of me on a show day. „

– Lorde via e-mail, September 21st

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excerpt from lorde’s e-mail, sent on sept 21st </3

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the beautiful stevie nicks <3

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when i can't sleep at night–

i stare at the empty side of my bed,

and wonder about the things

i would tell you,

if you were laying next to me.

– unknown

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"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world."

– Madeline Miller, from “The Song Of Achilles” (2011)

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“ He was unreliable, evasive, and sometimes too stoned to speak, but he was also kind, ingenuous, and a true poet. I knew he didn’t love me but I adored him anyway… “

– Patti Smith, from “Just Kids” (2010)

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Leila Chatti, “Tea”

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Ocean Vuong, from “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds

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“I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.”

— Letters to Milena (Franz Kafka)

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“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”

― Sylvia Plath, from "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath"

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melodrama forever <3

- Lorde via Instagram, August 9th.

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“Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted. ”

-Sylvia Plath, from “The Journals of Sylvia Plath” (1950-1962)