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This close 🤏 to walking into a mysterious fog and never coming back
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“a river, a sweet and silent current, floods over you within, moves forward, darkens you: night soaks the riverbanks in your soul.”
— Octavio Paz, from Nocturnal Water (tr. by Eliot Weinberger). (via megairea)
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we were meant to live slowly!!!! we were meant to savor moments and feel unabashedly lazy and frolic and smell the flowers and laugh with our entire hearts and love with our entire souls!!!!! don’t ever feel guilty for resting!!!!!! don’t ever feel guilty for slowing down!!!!!! enjoying life shouldn’t be something you’re ashamed of
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i like when it’s quiet
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“i forgave the ghosts, they no longer visit. perhaps, all along i was haunting myself.”
— Warsan Shire
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mmmh man-blood
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When i cross the street i look both ways to see if you’re around
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“I’ll practice love’s traditions by myself: feed my worn body, / oil my skin, kiss my shoulder for a kingdom of my own.”
— Hiwot Adilow, from “Lover, You Should’ve Come Over,” published in Vinyl
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i love things that come in glass jars because once its over the glass jar is mine
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waaaaaiiit omg… wait i just remembered they don’t love you like i love you
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“Your moon-shaded eyes and your heaven-breathing hair,”
— Marya Zaturenska, from The Collected Poems; “To Artemis, The Destroyer,” (via jardindefruits)
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I need a version of Bambi where all the sad parts are cut out and there’s an extra hour of Bambi’s first snow
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