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hearts in trees ♡

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The Beaches of Agnès (2008)

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Chaenomeles speciosa

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god is basically a kind of mold that grows in your body from the inside out but it does it so lovingly so it's cool

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Sabrina Brewer: Capricorn (2004)

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This woman who was so down to earth and practical in all other aspects of life sublimated her childhood passion and lived it tragically. She fed it with fantasies, idealized it, savagely defended it, stripped it of its prosaic truth, and turned it into the kind of love one found in novels.

Isabel Allende, from The House of the Spirits (trans. Magda Bogin)

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The long years of solitude and unhappiness had distilled her emotions and purified her feelings down to a few terrible, magnificent passions, which possessed her totally. She had no gift for small perturbations, mean-spirited resentments, concealed envies, works of charity, faded endearments, ordinary friendly politeness, or day-to-day acts of kindness. She was one of those people who are born for the greatness of a single love, for exaggerated hatred, for apocalyptic vengeance, and for the most sublime forms of heroism, but she was unable to shape her fate to the dimensions of her amorous vocation, so it was lived out as something flat and gray trapped between her mother’s sickroom walls, wretched tenements, and the tortured confessions with which this large, opulent, hot-blooded woman—made for maternity, abundance, action, and ardor—was consuming herself.

Isabel Allende, from The House of the Spirits (trans. Magda Bogin)

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Isabel Allende, from The House of the Spirits (trans. Magda Bogin)

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Alex Stoddard: Recluse (2012)

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braids

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Joan Didion’s collection of books by Ernest Hemingway, from her estate sale

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Salman Toor, Three Friends in a Cab, 16 x 20 inches, 2021

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have you read Nazim Hikmet's poems before? i think you'd like it. especially "on living"

oh man.....

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