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Shibuya, Tokyo 東京 渋谷

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I drew these freaks ages ago <3

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29 August 1925 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

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Janice Gould, “Earthquake Weather”

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he is so proud. he finished making all those by himself. would you accept his generous offer, and try one?

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まどまち

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August 30, 1927 The Letters of Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf (1924-1941)

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“  snapshot in Japan “

Photo by Ishikoro.

Love & Peace!

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Maram al-Massri, from A Red Cherry on a White-Tiled Floor (trans. Khaled Mattawa) [ID'd]

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29 August 1921 The letters and journals of Katherine Mansfield : a selection to Dorothy Brett

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planes and sunsets over tokyo

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drink water!!!! dance in your room!!!!!! eat a lot of veggies!!!!!! dance as you do chores!!!!!! eat some fruit!!!!!!!! let yourself feel sad!!!!! have that $5 hot drink sometimes!!!!! try to smile even when you’re alone and doing some work!!!! listen to music that makes you happy when you’re feeling down!!!!!! we’ve all gone through crap and life might have more in store for us but we got this!!!!! 

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"Sometimes while I ride the subway I try to look at each person and imagine what they look like to someone who is totally in love with them. I think everyone has had someone look at them that way, whether it was a lover, or a parent, or a friend, whether they know it or not. It's a wonderful thing, to look at someone to whom I would never be attracted and think about what looking at them feels like to someone who is devouring every part of their image, who has invisible strings that are connected to this person tied to every part of their body. I think this fun pastime is a way of cultivating compassion. It feels good to think about people that way, and to use that part of my mind that I think is traditionally reserved for a tiny portion of people I'll meet in my life to appreciate the general public. I wish I thought about people like this more often. I think it's the opposite of what our culture teaches us to do. We prefer to pick people apart to find their flaws. Cultivating these feelings of love or appreciation for random people, and even for people I don't like, makes me a more forgiving and appreciative person toward myself and people I love. Also, it's just a really excellent pastime."

— Dean Spade, from his essay For Lovers and Fighters

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Early summer in Japan by Hisa

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the world at night meant so much to you