3 hours ago
“The French called this time of day “l’heure bleue.” To the English it was “the gloaming.” The very word “gloaming” reverberates, echoes— the gloaming, the glimmer, the glitter, the glisten, the glamour—carrying in its consonants the images of houses shuttering, gardens darkening, grass-lined rivers slipping through the shadows.” (Joan Didion)
Street Scenes (comparatives)
Vincent Van Gogh, Café Terrace at Night | Louis Anquetin, Avenue de Clichy
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2 days ago
My girlfriend: *studiously doing her accounting homework, listening to instrumental music, very focused*
Me: *upside down in my desk chair* do you think stars have feelings
(Source: artsappho)
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you will make it out alive. you will have done it. that future version of you exists. a happy one, one that looks back at you and is so glad you did not give up.
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The three kids I babysit were so confused when I laughed so hard I almost fell off the couch when this part came on.
(Source: anightmarefantasmic)
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i just realized,,,,,,,…. i can literally be the best version of myself right at this moment the only one stopping me is,,,.,,,, me ??? wild
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4 days ago
