white, pink, and brown // the quiet breeze of morning // lace hemming a white gown // playing the pianoforte // reading poetry // a quiet proposal // slow smiles // running barefoot through the field // i love you, most ardently
Tuesday, May 27, 2025
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some art
i was younger then, but just as full of dreams fernweh - (n.) feeling homesick for a place you’ve never been
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