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“What a generous thought. That you are already what you’ve always wanted to be, and all you have to do is let go of the parts that are keeping you from that. But letting go is so terribly hard. I admit I have tried everyday. All the time. I want to let go. It’s not that I’m still holding on– it’s holding on to me.”

— marsarchives (via wnq-writers)

Witches On Tinder

Pasquale Autorino

Mariano Fortuny exhibit at Mitsubishi Ichigokan Museum with @bububun on a hot summer day. We ended up matching~

I skipped all my other summer outfits, but since Laura just posted her own outfit, I thought now would be the best moment to post this one.

concept: we wake up one day and nature has grown decades overnight. we can’t remember where the roads used to be. in some places the trees are so tall and thick we can barely see sky. the grass hasn’t been mowed in years. how quiet everything is now

greenish

“Sometimes in late summer I won’t touch anything, not the flowers, not the blackberries brimming in the thickets; I won’t drink from the pond; I won’t name the birds or the trees; I won’t whisper my own name. One morning the fox came down the hill, glittering and confident, and didn’t see me—and I thought: so this is the world. I’m not in it. It is beautiful.”

— Mary Oliver, October (excerpt)