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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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Grief is the ghost of love...
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"Most times, a ghost is a wish."
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""I loved you completely, and you loved me the same," she said, "that's all." And this was the point I wanted the most to make. That at the end of our life, if we can say this about each other, the rest doesn't matter. It’s the love that stays."
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“I'm in the hallway again, I'm in the hallway. The radio's playing my favorite song. Leave the lights on. Keep talking. I'll keep walking toward the sound of your voice."
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"you can’t take loved away. time and death and mistakes take people from you, but nothing and no one can take back that love... everything changes irreversibly with every second that passes, but nothing and no one can change the fact that i was loved and i loved back... you can’t take it away from me. i was loved. i was loved."
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"At the root of every ghost, a yearning. A tug, in which a living person reaches so fervently toward something absent, that the absence becomes bodied. As anyone who has known loss understands full well, lack is not in fact, an absence at all. It is a presence. A person we love dies, or leaves, or changes, and a gap forms. It takes on their shape. Mimics their movement. Echoes their voice like a mockingbird. We feel this gap take up space, filling every place our lost one once was, and now isn’t. It reflects in mirrors. Flickers in candle flames. A phantom."
The Amazing Devil, Inkpot Gods//Jamie Anderson//Haunting of Hill House//twitter user @tothedeaths//Lang Leav, Memories//@boymartyr//Mike Flanagan//Xie Lei, Blow//Valeria Luiselli, Faces in the Crowd (tr. Christina MacSweeney)//Haunting of Hill House//Richard Silken, You Are Jeff//Henri Nouwen//Spiritfarer//@boymiffy & @petrichara//Amanda Lovelace, to drink coffee with a ghost//Max LL, What You Leave Behind//@nickyandmikey//The Newton Brothers//@wifegideonnav//Shannon Barry//GennaRose Nethercott, “A Ghost Is a Memory.” On Bodies, Belief, and the Places Ghost Stories Live
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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Saddest thing ever is reading an academic paper about a threatened or declining species where you can tell the author is really trying to come up with ways the animal could hypothetically be useful to humans in a desperate attempt to get someone to care. Nobody gives a shit about the animals that “don’t affect” us and it seriously breaks my heart
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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This game!! 😭
Spiritfarer will be like
“Don’t forget that I loved you as much as I could”
“The only lesson I have left is to show you what we’re made of. Of ephemeral starlight. We’re but a few particles of thought on the vast stream of consciousness”
“It seems the only hope humanity has for transcendence is through art”
“I’ve never deserved you anyway… But I’ve loved you, and that won’t stop even if I’m not around anymore. The ones who really love you never really leave you, you know”
AND THEN JUST EXPECT ME TO BE FINE
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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Leon Bakst’s costume designs for Alexander Tcherepnin’s Narcisse, 1911. 
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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More and more reasons to fear the motherfuckers
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no fucking way
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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how work feels sometimes
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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don't you just love the feeling of tucking in to your shrimp at the end of a hard week's work
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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Yoshitomo Nara has my heart
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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Everything has changed And yet... I am more me than I've ever been
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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When I think about how big the universe is, I feel small. I feel like nothing that happens here on earth truly matters. I'm a speck of dust on the timeline of coincidence. When I think like that, things get very dark very fast. But what if we are the ones who give our universe meaning because we matter to each other? We are breathing, living organisms with consciousnesses, which is an absolutely horribly random thing to happen to us. And because nothing matters, everything does. When you think of it from that perspective, the entire universe was built just for us. Tiny, tiny earth, in this huge galaxy, and we happened to land here. So, we are very big. We are the point of the universe.
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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Me in case you didn't know (art by Yumi Kitagishi)
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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My current art hyperfixation - this comic strip by Jordan Bolton!!
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cinnamonchaos · 2 months
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me fr
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random noise to let you know I love u
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cinnamonchaos · 3 months
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teenage me and current me are both depressed directionless girls, the only difference is that current me started appreciating the beauty of the world and realized how good it is to be alive despite it all
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cinnamonchaos · 3 months
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Shoichi Okumura hitting you in the feels once again
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cinnamonchaos · 3 months
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Do yourself a service and go listen to Mercurial World by Magdalena Bay!
Love this album! 💿 😍
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cinnamonchaos · 3 months
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Welcome 2024!
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