randomsfromtheweb
randomsfromtheweb
all the pictures I found on the internet;
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randomsfromtheweb · 2 months ago
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phases of love
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randomsfromtheweb · 2 months ago
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quiet places
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1939
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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Marya Hornbacher, Madness: A Bipolar Life // Ocean Vuong, Night Sky with Exit Wounds // Robin McKinley, Deerskin
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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//excerpts from ‘this modern love’ by will darbyshire
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Essential Poems of Marina Tsvetaeva; "For Anna Akhmatova,"
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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vintage heart-shaped lockets
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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Virginia Woolf wearing her mother’s Victorian dress, photographed by Beck and McGregor for British Vogue, 1926
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randomsfromtheweb · 5 months ago
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randomsfromtheweb · 2 years ago
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Everything that we hold onto will pass (I ain't that good with things. or people in general). Once an old friend said to me that we do not really appreciate what we have until we lose it. But we do not miss people or connections. We miss versions of ourselves, these notions of them that we find ways to assign to the strangers they eventually became, habits, mixed feelings near the end, a last phone call, certain emotions we felt when we saw them for the last time, some flashbacks or the usual angst of missing out on a lot- things like these are what we reminisce about (what am I if not an array of the fragments left behind by wanderers who couldn't walk with me for long?). And for days we have to deal with the wreck they caused (I keep away from people because of the damage they could do. the damage they could find out about. this is what scares me the most about letting people in). But then, at some point, a different light shines on us; it crosses mountains to get to us (sometimes people just find you. save you. you keep them. they see right through you. they hold your hand when you're in a crowd, when you're scared, when the lights go out one by one and it feels like the two of you are the last people on earth- they still hold your hand and sit with you in silence. you look at the stars and they look at you). When we see ourselves in that (their) light we'll know (everything will be alright).
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randomsfromtheweb · 2 years ago
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from In the House With No Doors by Sarah Kay
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randomsfromtheweb · 2 years ago
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i love listening to MUSIC!!!!!! and imagining things happening
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randomsfromtheweb · 2 years ago
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i think that human connection is such a blessing despite how temporary it can be. whatever happened or will happen to us is a fact of our existence, i am just grateful to have crossed paths with you and to have meant something to you somewhere somehow
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randomsfromtheweb · 2 years ago
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Agates.  Vintage postcard.  From my personal collection.
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randomsfromtheweb · 2 years ago
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PLEASE DON'T BE IN LOVE WITH SOMONE ELSE PLEASE DONT HAVE SOMEBODY WAITING ON YOU
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