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Oyinda. London. 18. life is gd, life isn't gd. i really wish it was flat ground because all these bumps are giving me aches and pains in places i can't even reach.
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can’t wait to move out into the middle of nowhere and build a happy cottage and grow raspberries and have dandelion tea with honey and bake bread and pies and raise goats and ducks and a cat or two
Tonight’s mood is going to the beach alone in the dark to sit on some rocks by the water after ingesting enough caffeine to transcend this plane of existence and have a personal conversation with Virginia Woolf
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Reblog if you desperately want a plot of land with which to start an orchard that is so abundant with fruit that you invite the neighbors to bring a basket and enjoy the harvest.
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“Sad, dejected and bound to a heart I can scarcely unravel.”— Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter to Aline Dietrichstein; October 9, 1918.
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“I feel like a dead blue sea – can’t feel any more.”— Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Ethel Smyth c. January 1935
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