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huge shout out to this little kid for writing my favorite poem
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Do yourself a favour and start believing you deserve everything good in life and that nothing is out of reach for you.
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Meryl Meisler Back Doorway at COYOTE Hookers Masquerade Ball, Copacabana. New York City 1977
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Pflanzenformen, Photo by Karl Blossfeldt, 1920s
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musings on the sun
christina perneta, noor hindi, vincent van gogh, jeanette winterson, zinaida vysota docenko, anne sexton, olga kos, khalil gibran
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I decided to reread all of my John Green books at the beginning of the month, because (to say this in the style of John Green) 1. I haven't read them in at least five years even though I used to reread them all the time when I was a teenager, 2. it's been a while since I read fiction and I wanted to read something non-demanding and 3. now is the perfect time because I'm on vacation. So I started with An Abundance of Katherines because it was my favorite towards the end of my John Green phase, and I still really like it. Then I started Looking for Alaska, which was my favorite book for a really long time and which I've probably read the most out of all of them, and I realized that while I completely understand why I loved it so much when I was fourteen, it doesn't hold up as well in my early twenties. That doesn't mean it's bad or anything, it just means I'm not the target audience anymore. I also realized that I thought every character was interesting but I found Pudge to be incredibly annoying a lot of the time (and I get that's kind of the point because he's a teen), and I realized how much I loved Alaska as a character and how much I thought she deserved better and how much I would love the book if it was from her POV. So anyway I started writing a fic that's basically the story but from her POV, I don't know if I'm gonna finish it but I wrote what is essentially the books first chapter and I really like it (I still can't decide if the title is clever or horrible but I suck a titles anyway and just want other people to name my things for me)
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Wilhelm Dreesen (1840–1926)
Young woman standing on a jetty
End of 19th Century
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recently i’ve been starting my mornings with a bite of rich bitter dark chocolate + sea salt, and almonds. pure indulgence.
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On the Sunday morning sidewalk, wishin’ Lord that I was stoned / Cause there is something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone / And there is nothing short of die’n, half a lonesome as the sound / On the sleepin’ city sidewalks, Sunday morning coming down...
Kris Kristofferson (1936 - 2024)
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“this is how it always ends. but first there was life. hidden beneath the blah, blah, blah. it’s all settled beneath the chitter chatter and the noise. silence and sentiment. emotion and fear. the haggard, inconstant flashes of beauty.” — the great beauty (2013)
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