— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
[I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.]
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Art Institue of Chicago II, Chicago
Thomas Struth
1990
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“At some point you just have to let go of what you thought should happen and live in what is happening.”
— Unknown
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Weak for beautiful lingerie 🩵
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