duende

deformititties:
“To the Bone, Dorothy Allison
[ID: That summer I did not go crazy / but I wore / very close / very close / to the bone.]
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To the Bone, Dorothy Allison
[ID: That summer I did not go crazy / but I wore / very close / very close / to the bone.]

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metamorphesque:

Secret Place, Gediminas Pranckevičius

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typewriter-worries:

oiseauroi:
marina tsetaeva trans by ilya kaminsky
[ Text ID: A kiss on the forehead – erases misery. / I kiss your forehead. ]

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leonardcohenofficial:

“To sit alone or with a few friends, half-drunk under a full moon, you just understand how lucky you are; it’s a story you can’t tell. It’s a story you almost by definition, can’t share. I’ve learned in real time to look at those things and realize: I just had a really good moment.”

— Anthony Bourdain, in his final interview

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fairydrowning:

“Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And the petal falling from the rose, and the light flickering as we sit silent.”
– Virginia Woolf, The Waves

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puppy95:

kafkasapartment:
Still life with a plate of onions, early January, 1889. Vincent van Gogh. Oil on canvas.
Yeahhhhhhhh!!!! Hell yes!!!

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aseaofquotes:

Anna Quindlen, Being Perfect

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laclefdescoeurs:

A Gothic Memorial in a Park, a Bridge and Lake beyond, Thomas Ender

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januaryhoney:

The House on Mango Street, Sandra Cisneros

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neshamama:

Letter from cartoonist Alfred Joseph Frueh to his wife Giuliette Fanciulli, sent on Jan. 10th, 1913.
The letter opens up to form a model of a gallery hung with paintings. Frueh made this model to inform his wife about the details of a specific art gallery before her visit.

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macrolit:

“You can never leave home. You take it with you no matter where you go. Home is between your teeth, under your fingernails, in the hair follicles, in your smile, in the ride of your hips, in the passage of your breasts.”

— Maya Angelou (1928-2014) American poet, memoirist, activist

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letsbelonelytogetherr:

“my mind turns your life into folklore”

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