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a cup coffee and a good book and the magical, magical pouring rain https://www.instagram.com/p/CRT2CEPHSHH/?utm_medium=tumblr

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“I must see new things and investigate them. I want to taste dark water and see crackling trees and wild winds.”

— Egon Schiele, from a letter to Erwin Osen in 1910, featured in Egon Schiele: The Midnight Soul of the Artist

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Inside everyone there are secret rooms. They're cluttered and the lights are out. There's a bed in which someone is lying with his face to the wall. In his head there are more rooms. In one, the Venetian blinds shake in the approaching summer storm. Every once in a while an object on the table becomes visible: a broken compass, a pebble the color of midnight, an enlargement of a school photograph witha face in the back circled, a watch spring - each one of these items is a totem of the self.

Every art is about the longing of One for the Other. Orphans that we are, we make our siblings kin out of of anything we can find. The labor of art is the slow and painful metamorphosis of the One into the Other.

Charles Simic

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“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.” - On The Road//Jack Kerouac

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“It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write. You want to meet strangers for dinner, and not refuse another drink at another bar. You want to dance. You want to find yourself in a basement, neck loose, bobbing your head as a group of musicians play, not because they should, but because they must. It’s summer now, and you’re looking forward to worrying less. You’re looking forward to longer nights and shorter days. You’re looking forward to gathering in back gardens and watching meat sputter on an open barbecue. You’re looking forward to laughing so hard your chest hurts and you feel light-headed. You’re looking forward to the safety in pleasure. You’re looking forward to forgetting, albeit briefly, the existential dread which plagues you, which tightens your chest, which pains your left side. You’re looking forward to forgetting that, leaving the house, you might not return intact. You’re looking forward to freedom, even if it is short, even if it might not last. You’re looking forward.”

— Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water

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“And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.”

— Unknown (via maybe-you-need-this)

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slow down and soak it up because all we have is now. // lola auntie’s 5th death anniversary. don’t mind the timestamp on the cover photo (at Loving Forest Memorial Garden) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNNJpGgHR56/?utm_medium=tumblr

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is it true that her personality is based on songs from her childhood??? i’m blue da bee di da bee diE (at Philippines) https://www.instagram.com/p/CM-CRe_HObQ/?utm_medium=tumblr

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logbook muna bago pumasok (at 7/11 Pilar, Sorsogon Branch) https://www.instagram.com/p/CM4vxYGn7sK/?utm_medium=tumblr

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“are u ok?” no but i’m pretty (at Ligao City Albay) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMqf_-ynpN3/?utm_medium=tumblr

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26th birthday yesterday. yikes. i didn’t want to do anything but thank u anyway (at Philippines) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMeXb94nrLX/?utm_medium=tumblr

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if ukulele is a living creature, it’d be you ~ https://www.instagram.com/p/CMHwp0NnLM6/?utm_medium=tumblr

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“I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can’t help re-living such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced. I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year.” - Fyodor Dostoevsky https://www.instagram.com/p/CL_ak5QnE5X/?utm_medium=tumblr

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— this world is not mine from the very start i never felt like i belong daylight hurts so i use anti-radiation eyeglasses (at Hiraeth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLQzRjVnK64/?utm_medium=tumblr

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walk walk fashion baby https://www.instagram.com/p/CLBx39Innc1/?utm_medium=tumblr

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moonlight at my fingertips— toska stars when i blink— toska ether on my dreams— toska hiraeth hiraeth hiraya ye ye https://www.instagram.com/p/CKtovi0n_dr/?utm_medium=tumblr