penelopewaits: “ anne of green gables, embroidered cover ”
phoebe-bird: Something long forgotten.  A tiny book, bound with love on a sunny summer afternoon three years ago. Sent back and fourth from California to Rhode Island, between my ex-boyfriend and I. I don’t know what made me think of it today.  (via fuckyeahbookarts)

phoebe-bird:

Something long forgotten. 

A tiny book, bound with love on a sunny summer afternoon three years ago. Sent back and fourth from California to Rhode Island, between my ex-boyfriend and I.

I don’t know what made me think of it today. 

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(via fuckyeahbookarts)

“This struggle to live by my own truth is so difficult, so wearing. A terrible algebra, always.”
“There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable.”
angeladalinger: “ Potted Flowers III ”
anthropologie: “ Via: Claudia Pearson ”
nevver: “ “…the deadly little demon among the wholesome children; she stands unrecognized by them and unconscious herself of her fantastic power.” ”
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