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I have learned how to live, how to be in the world and of the world, and not just to stand aside and watch.

WELCOME TO THE WANTING. IT IS HEAVY HERE. (cc: @jonismitchell)

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i want friends with whom i can visit art galleries and photography collections, exchange monthly book recommendations, take long city walks during the night, drink cheap wine while listening to vinyl records, browse second-hand bookshops, spend all day in little libraries, sit on balconies and take pictures of the evening sky

When Anaïs Nin said “I don’t want worship. I want understanding,” and when George Orwell said “Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood,” and when Marina Tsvetaeva said “In my early childhood, for as long as I can remember, I thought that I wanted to be loved. Now I know and tell everyone: I don’t need love, I need understanding.”

Ｓｕｎｆｌｏｗｅｒ Ｐｕｇ 🌻

me: babe u look like an angel :)

her:

Rest in Power Dominique Fells.

Rest in Power Riah Milton.

Your lives mattered. 💜

“You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.”

— Buddha

Don’t fret, my little one. Fly! Everything’s going to be all right. Fly, my Heart.

– John Berger, Into Their Labours: Lilac and Flag