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zindagi-se-darte-ho · 7 months
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franz kafka, diaries of franz kafka // taylor swift, evermore // emily bronte, wuthering heights // ada limon, shelter: a love letter to trees // yusef komunyakaa, pleasure dome: new and collected poems // anne sexton, a self-portrait in letters // franz kafka, the blue octavo notebooks // robert frost, my november guest // albert camus, the plague // gbenga adeoba, a short essay on drowning // virginia woolf, the complete works // talin tahajian // e. m. forster, howards end // louise erdrich, the sentence // cynthia rylant, in november // virginia woolf, diaries // may sarton, recovering: a journal // franz kafka, diaries of franz kafka
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The love I have for Evermore on a cold, November morning is unmatched
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stop-ur-losing-me · 7 months
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guys IT'S EVERMORE SEASON
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alicesr7 · 7 months
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Don’t forget that is Evermore season🍂🤎
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bookishjules · 2 years
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blank pages
empty thoughts
blue light
time lost
blood thins
windows frost
brittle leaves
my wasted lot
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champagne problems
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violetinyourgarden · 2 years
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owlshellr · 6 months
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gray november, i’ve been down since july.🕯️
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thisfearlesslover · 10 months
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INDY NIGHT THREE LETSFUCKINGGO
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luciferslilith7 · 2 months
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Search me in the November Wind Picture Credit ~📍pinterest
@luciferslilith7
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zindagi-se-darte-ho · 4 months
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"I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart.
I am, I am, I am."
— Sylvia Plath in her book 'The Bell Jar', originally published January, 1963
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Please please please this is the time of the year honey when I look back at November I want to recall me holding my breath and slowly saying you don't need to save me but would you run away with me?
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sammaxxing · 7 months
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lol big ass (mostly non saw?!) art dump! been way too busy to draw as much as i usually do recently.. so sad. [talented mr ripley, dorian gray, a cowboy painting, and mark hoffman doing his best bateman cosplay. hellaaaa]
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poetryofmuses · 7 months
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November is a long breath. It's a transition between autumn and winter. The days are shorter and nights are gloomy. November is merely a formality, a procedure before December and new year. It's a month never longed for, nor loved. A month when over, is forgotten. November is when hearts are broken.
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petaltexturedskies · 7 months
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The mellow November sun came streaming into the room. The sky was bright, and there was a genial warmth in the air.
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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anxhelotosuni · 6 months
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G8
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