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far to often I find myself lost in thoughts, words, tunes, faces, lines, smells, dreams, colours.. in life itself
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Fritz Kühn
Detailstudie Weinbergschnecke (um 1930)
Abzug 1943
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Ocean Vuong, The Weight of Our Living: On Hope, Fire Escapes, and Visible Desperation
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lately ive been getting really into leaving things behind
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Seeing your friends will Literally change your life
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Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry featured in “A Passionate Apprentice,”
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how lucky we are to return to a warm bed from the cold
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The progress of a solar eclipse. This Changing World. 1933. Internet Archive
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jasper texas 1998, Lucille Clifton
[ID: hope bleeds slowly from my mouth]
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this morning's latte + the most amazing cardamom bun made by my lovely friend
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A gloomy autumn afternoon walking in Greenwich Park 🍁🍂
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“I feel like I swallowed the November mist and now it covers my mind and soul. Everything seems faded, cold and mysterious.”
— Olga Maria Anastazja (via die-rosastrasse)
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