sometimes i wish that could travel back and reside, instead, a hundred years ago. All of my favorite writers, artists, and musicians were creating then. I would love to know how it feels to belong in your own time, in your own place.

I know I'm always living in the past, but the past is safe.
I know what happened, and I know how I dealt with it.
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Note to self: be more reckless.

Je sais qu'il est des yeux, des plus mélancoliques,
Qui ne recèlent point de secrets précieux;
Beaux écrins sans joyaux, médaillons sans reliques,
Plus vides, plus profonds que vous-mêmes, ô Cieux!

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