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misty times

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don’t hate urself, hate the system that made u feel insecure about every single aspect of ur life

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You don't have to save everything for a special occasion. Use that fancy lotion and that expensive makeup product. Place those cute stickers on something and use those fancy pens. Eat the delicious ice cream, drink the fancy bottle of wine and use that bath bomb. Instead of waiting forever for the perfect moment, choose to make an everyday moment special. Let yourself have a treat just because.

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mood rn

in bed with the windows open while rain falls is the nicest feeling

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mood 

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Giveaway Contest: We’re giving away 12 vintage paperback classics featuring Carson McCullers, John Steinbeck, Albert Camus, Kate Chopin, Jack Kerouac, and others! Won’t this collection look lovely on your shelf? :D To win these classics, you must: 1) be following macrolit on Tumblr (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblog this post. We will choose a random winner on October 25, at which time we’ll start a new giveaway. And yes, we’ll ship to any country. Easy, right? Good luck! Follow macrolit.books to qualify for our IG giveaway. 📚

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@dallinandcienna

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Photos taken while driving through heavy rain

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photo: David Castenson

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Wind-powered kinetic sculptures by American sculptor, Anthony Howe.

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oh to wear dark turtlenecks and oversized blazers, consume unhealthy amounts of coffee, study during rainy nights whilst the moon stares at you, go to long lost ruins of old castles with your friends and make poetry about your secret lover

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Tony Linck. A view of a fog drenched London street. 1946

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Arashiyama, Kyoto.

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i felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. i thought, "this is what it is to be happy.

sylvia plath, the bell jar.