
jan | she/her | 20 something who wants to be painted like one of those french women | lover of food, music, book & cinema (very basic?), oh and taylor swift too
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The Intimate Feeling Of Being In A Kitchen, Alone Or With A Lover, With The Smell Of Freshly Baked Bread
the intimate feeling of being in a kitchen, alone or with a lover, with the smell of freshly baked bread and brewed coffee floating around while the morning sunlight brightens the room in a morning glow and there is cool breeze of air sneaking in through the window along with the warmth emanating from the oven, the intimate feeling of being in a kitchen
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this existence is nothing but a cry for help
i am an overly emotional unemotional clingy but distant private person who likes to overshare at any moment and i'm still trying to figure out how that works.
“The world is filled with unreasonable hate. What’s wrong with unreasonable love?”
— Mary Doria Russell, A Thread of Grace
reading this reminded me of this thought i wrote a while back about love



Oscar Wilde // Franz Kafka
