within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life

It was a new year. Bare trees. All our lives.

— Cecilia Woloch, ‘Known’, in Narcissus (via antigonies)

patroklous:

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archive moodboard for @rudyvitkauskas

“a strange rhythm to your words and your movements and your desires.”

flowerais:

2019 goals

  • consistency over perfection
  • make kindness the most beautiful thing about you
  • love yourself enough that no one can hurt you

julykings:

first memory
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loviely:

i don’t know who needs to hear this but you don’t like him as much as you think you do & he doesn’t like you like you want him to

chanelbagsandcigarettedrags:

“To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.”

— Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country   (via thatkindofwoman)

arkadyrenko:

Le beau mariage (1982) dir. Eric Rohmer

alphacrone:

girls don’t like boys, girls like the pastoral escapist fantasy of living in a large house with many friends and several pets on a beautiful chunk of land with no financial, political, or medical anxieties. also, bread. 

llllusion:

In the Mood for Love / Wong Kar-wai (2000)

Everything you can imagine is real.

— Pablo Picasso
(via goodreadss)
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