heimatpotential
heimatpotential
You're like hot coffee on a cold morning.
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houston, we have a problem, my heart's a little bit burned, a little bit broken, a little bit bruised and i don't know how it got to be this way
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heimatpotential · 7 days ago
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Sylvia Plath, aged 25, from "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" (dated May 19, 1958)
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heimatpotential · 7 days ago
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Foxhole 2009 Hölzernes Bettende und Acryl 108 x 77,5 x 7,5 cm
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heimatpotential · 7 days ago
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heimatpotential · 8 days ago
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heimatpotential · 8 days ago
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heimatpotential · 13 days ago
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i’m proud of you for facing the days you really don’t want to face
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heimatpotential · 16 days ago
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Edgar Allan Poe, from Tamerlane & Other Poems of E. A. P.; “The Sleeper,”
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heimatpotential · 22 days ago
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heimatpotential · 24 days ago
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You belong with me. 💚💛💜❤️🩵🖤
Letter on my site :)
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heimatpotential · 1 month ago
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heimatpotential · 1 month ago
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the biggest epistemological gap between me & 95% the rest of the world is literally just how much i love to look things up on the internet and how much it baffles me when other people don't like to do this. we live in the information age. like i'll google anything i'll read this bmj paper on the toilet i'll look up words i don't know i'll append pdf free to any possible phrase. i don't know how anybody is voluntarily turning this down. sometimes i get so tired of searchinf for something physically inside a store i pull out my phone and google like silken tofu aldi what fucking aisle while im standing right there. otherwise what is even the point
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heimatpotential · 1 month ago
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i was so angry at everything when i was 13. and i was right
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heimatpotential · 1 month ago
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kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc
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heimatpotential · 2 months ago
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part of what makes tragedies tragic is the story being preventable from the outside but unpreventable from the inside
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heimatpotential · 2 months ago
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all i had, i gave.
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heimatpotential · 2 months ago
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Some more would be nice ;-;
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heimatpotential · 3 months ago
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oil paintings on wood by Angela Lane (1974-)
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