“I can’t measure my grief and I can’t show anyone what color it is. I can offer testimony that others can reject or accept on faith, but my grief is always just my grief, unobservable by anyone but me, and then imperfectly. And maybe it isn’t even grief anymore; maybe it’s envy of people who aren’t grieving, or shame that my grief is lasting so long”— Sarah Manguso, from The Guardians: An Elegy for a Friend
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escapes for when you feel anxious
- exploring a flowery town with cute villagers
- drinking a milkshake in an empty diner at 3am
- real life that feels dreamlike
- cute sunflower field dates
- in love with the universe
- softest love songs
- living inside an 80s tv show
- drinking tea on a cozy raining morning
- you’re an angsty teen in a coming-of-age film
- summer road trip in the west coast
- vacation in san francisco
- living in an old French film
- stargazing and contemplating the meaning of life
- late night drives in a 90’s movie
- watching a pink sunset over the beach with your best friend
- going to the beach in a camper van in 1960′s california
- falling asleep on the moon
- city lights at midnight
- remembering someone else’s memories like they’re your own
- wandering the avenues of vintage new york city
- being the guardian of a snowy forest
- exploring an art museum
- eating fruit in a small italian seaside town
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I’ve been thinking about this photo set all day long cause it has been getting me thru some truly intense pain
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