Henry David Thoreau, from Walden; or, Life in the Woods Leonora Carrington, from The Hearing Trumpet Florence Welch, from Useless Magic: Lyrics & Poetry Mary Oliver, from “How I Go to the Woods”, Swan: Poems and Prose Poem Franz Kafka, from Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors
Ivan Ivanovič Šiškin (1832–1898), Covert (detail) William Trost Richards (1833–1905), Woodland Landscape (detail) Bright Star, written and directed by Jane Campion
my sexuality is Mr. Darcy helping Elizabeth into the carriage and then flexing his fingers as he walks away like he can feel her seeping into his skin
let's go on a date (lay on the floor together and talk about anything and everything)
Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility
– Susan Sontag
Vintage and antique love tokens
isabel allende, the house of the spirits
do it for her (your thirteen year old self)
it’s always summer v winter bitches fighting for their life, where are the spring/autumn girlies, the moderate temperatures crowd, the transition period aficionados, the ‘sun is shining but the wind’s cold’ connoisseurs, the ‘decay and rebirth of nature’ devotees
you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day
i do promise
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there's no shame in not knowing something. embrace the joy of learning without scolding yourself for not learning sooner.
even if you learn late, that's better than never learning at all
two things: I hate change and having my routines interrupted. I hate things being the same it’s boring
If my man who isn't even my man isn't going to take pictures of me like this, I don't want him.
Chris Pine once again smashing the records for being the best Chris in Hollywood.
girl wtf is wrong with you (me to me)
Claude Monet, Edge of the Cliff at Pourville x I Saw Water, Tigers Jaw
this is insane (talking about normal things happening)
My 20s are just something that happens to me. I’m not involved
Florence Pugh before the Venice Film Festival on September 5, 2022 (📸: Rebecca Corbin-Murray)
