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I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. Now I know how people can live without books, without college. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I’d call myself a fool to ask for more.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via fragmentarie)





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justfortheheart:

Happiness is the sound of rain lightly hitting your window and the feeling when you get when it’s Sunday and you have nothing you need to do except read an interesting book.





(Source: flickr.com)





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jaspis-helena:

Pink storm
by Isabelle Menin





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