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plum (by kaori.ikt)

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dating is so boring like just take all of me or none of me, u know?

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“For the intellectual an exilic displacement means being liberated from the usual career, in which ‘doing well’ and following in time-honored footsteps are the main milestones. Exile means that you are always going to be marginal, and that what you do as an intellectual has to be made up because you cannot follow a prescribed path. If you can experience that fate not as a deprivation and as something to be bewailed, but as a sort of freedom, a process of discovery in which you can do things according to your own pattern, as various interest seize your attention, and as a particular goal you set yourself dictates: that is a unique pleasure.”

— Edward Said, Representations of the Intellectual

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Various depictions Zara and me.

This is a realistic depiction of the friendship Eleni and I have.

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This country is poison. The cancer is growing. White supremacy is a slow and torturous death. Sons of immigrants have turned against their histories. To accept and perpetuate racism, even against their own people, has become second-nature. Hate the Other within you, keep going. Look at yourself in the mirror and feed yourself more lies about your ties to the West. Pledge allegiance to America, to Death Incorporated. Bleach your name until you’ve decimated your mother tongue. Forget about the coups, forget about the conquests. Assimilate. Assimilate. Assimilate. Make the English proud. The colonizers have won. They don’t even have to lift a finger to kill us anymore.

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text   sigh   farah  


i feel like zara is the embodiment of jaan

Fact of life: you are an angel. 🙈🙈

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4 . 15        1923


Here I became aware of the world’s tenderness, the profound beneficence of all that surrounded me, the blissful bond between me and all of creation, and I realized that the joy I sought in you was not only secreted within you, but breathed around me everywhere, in the speeding street sounds, in the hem of a comically lifted skirt, in the metallic yet tender drone of the wind, in the autumn clouds bloated with rain. I realized that the world does not represent a struggle at all, or a predaceous sequence of chance events, but the shimmering bliss, beneficent trepidation, a gift bestowed upon us and unappreciated.

— Vladimir Nabokov, “Beneficience” in The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov

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The Poor Poet//Carl Spitzweg, 1837

The Poor Poet//Carl Spitzweg, 1837

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cl   me  

After my exams, I’m going to go on a trip to buy all the elixirs. Castor oil, almond oil, coconut oil, mustard oil, and grapeseed oil. If any of you know anything about jojoba oil, let me know. 

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