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virginia woolf's 1931 new years resolutions : "to have none. not to be tied. to be free & kindly with myself. sometimes to read, sometimes not to read. to go out, yes—but stay at home in spite of being asked. as for clothes, i think to buy good ones."
i wish romance was real and not just displaced longing for what was missing in the past
6th of July 2024
still figuring out how to convert mini dv cassettes to digital lol
Luna Lu: ‘The Anatomy of a Hug’ (2016)
– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"
[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]
Gillian Flynn, from Sharp Objects
I love the idea of jewelry being passed down in a family. The stories that it tells, the bodies that have worn them. I find it so simple yet so pure.
in dedication to summer rain and the smell of petrichor
In December, our conversations become longer; everybody acts surprised by how quickly the year came to an end when we all know how. We talk about being better next year, we write resolutions but never fulfil the ones we wrote the previous year. The season turns extreme, leaves don't fall anymore, they die on their branches. Some people await the holidays while some fear how different or similar their life will be next year (they always fear the latter) In December we realize that life is fickle and death might come uninvited.
Snow - Ton van Steenbergen
Dutch, b. 1962 -
Pastel , 50 x 40 cm.
“Im not dignifying that with a response” gets me every time. Im not acknowledging tht stupid ass shit
“She wished she had something like baseball that she could talk about with her daughter — a safe subject they could visit without subtext or aggression.”
— Min Jin Lee, Pachinko
“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating.”
— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934
“In other words, the future is uncertain.”
Toshikazu Kawaguchi, Before the Coffee Gets Cold #1
Suddenly it's December
and you're not seventeen anymore.
And you haven't been seventeen for a very long time,
but sometimes you need to remind yourself.
- Margaux paul
‘honeymoon’ ph. inés chable for delude magazine, 2023
girl i am undergoing a terrifying metamorphosis
arakii fw23 ‘frost jacket’
Festive winter Vogue covers from 1919-1929, pulled from the Vogue Archive.
(fall covers) (winter covers)
Tinashe for Paper Magazine - Behind The Scenes
On soft spring nights I'll stand in the yard under the stars — something good will come out of all things yet— and it will be golden and eternal just like that — there's no need to say another word.
Jack Kerouac, big sur
There's nothing more intimate than reading someone's personal book collection .
crying because your heart is so full of love and there aren’t any words in the world capable of translating the feeling that’s flooding your whole being is the. Best type of crying actually