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This Happened Today, In Sardinia, Italy. Hes Playing Imagine By John Lennon. Im Crying.
this happened today, in sardinia, italy. he’s playing imagine by john lennon. i’m crying. 🤍🕊
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"Romantic obsession is my first language. I live in a world of fantasies, infatuation and love poems. Sometimes I wonder if the yearning I've felt for others was more of a yearning for yearning itself. I've pined insatiably and repeatedly: for strangers, new lovers, unrequited flames. While the subjects changed, that feeling always remained. Perhaps, then, I have not been so infatuated with the people themselves, but with the act of longing."
-Melissa Broder, from "Life without Longing," The New York Times
