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as each year goes by I feel more and more lost and also more and more like myself

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Bajirao Mastani (2015)

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so heartbreaking being someone who cherishes artists from older generations in recent years, everyone is continuously falling away. leonard cohen, vivienne westwood, I think the most recent I can remember is jane birkin, and now françoise hardy today. it’s crushing to so clearly be able to see the gap between us and them and how long we all have left together and to watch it bridge closer each day. I can’t let myself think about it

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bruising

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“She has the feeling, all her life, that she never makes sense. There is something else, big and dark, at the edge of what she knows, she cannot say. She always has the feeling she is translating into broken english. Language all her life is a second language, the first is mute & exists.”

— Sharon Thesen  

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lovesliescrushing - babysbreath

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Chelsea Dingman, from "Psychogeography"

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Margaret Atwood, True Stories; from ‘Small Poems for the Winter Solstice’

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a soft white cat nudged me through my stockings while on my morning walk & in that exact moment my favorite song started playing from somewhere down the street

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I live on a thin line walking between existing and vanishing

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it’s so cute that today is ash wednesday and valentine’s day

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names for girls: Anesthesia, Inertia, Amnesia, Catatonia

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Language of Flowers

artemisia: absence balsam, red: touch me not hemlock: you will be my death helenium: tears mourning bride: i have lost all butterfly weed: let me go