this email finds me in a field of sunflowers. i don’t give a fuck anymore
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Honestly? Shoutout to those of you who are completely fucking lost in life. Those who don’t know what they want to do with life. Those who are stuck in a certain part of life and can’t get out. Those who are reaching for dreams they feel are impossible to reach. Those who feel like they’re accomplishments are being overlooked. Those who feel like their enough just isn’t enough. It is. You can make it. You will make it. There is an opening at the end of the tunnel.
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“what if the house was haunted” what if the house WASNT haunted. what if your continual presence there is what corrupts. what if you are what haunts this house
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George Seferis, tr. by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard from, “The Return of the Exile.” [ID in alt text]
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"i wish i could exfoliate my brain" you can. by reading things that challenge you.
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I love the dead because we cannot let each other down anymore.
Hanif Abdurraqib, There's Always This Year
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富士山 Mt. Fuji by Masayuki Nozaki
Walter Prichard Eaton - In Berkshire fields - 1920 - via Internet Archive
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‘Premier trouble du coeur’ by Charles Louis Baugniet (Belgian, 1814–1886)
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I'm thankful for languages to make me understand literature and poems. I'm thankful for the languages that is engraved in me and the one I'm trying to learn from past seven months. I believe to read and cry over pages is more than literate. Sometimes I wonder how beautiful it is to comprehend all languages in the world.
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Charlotte Brontë, from Villette
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Still Life with an open Book and Spectacles by William T. Howell Allchin (English, 1844-1883)
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Mia Wasikowska in Jane Eyre, Directed by Cary Fukunaga, 2011
