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Dragan Bibin, ‘Deimos’ Oil on panel, 24 x 30cm

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“No one sees you the way I see you.”

— Dorian A.

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Mood:

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the point of art is not to be great but to make it transparently obvious that there is something wrong with you

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i hate loud noise but i love loud music

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— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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Jm Storm

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dark, soft eyes.

Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin Vol. 2

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I used to be really against marking up books and would clutch at my pearls anytime a book was damaged in anyway but now I see it as another way to express love. Water stains on the cover means you carried your favorite book through the rain because you wanted to keep reading on the go. Writing in the margins is participating in the conversation with the author. Leaving bookmarks and receipts in between the pages is like freezing traces of your own life in time.

A well worn book is a well loved one.

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