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encre
to do
(fall 2024)
clare
observations
(march)
observations
(april)
laoise
fiction
(rooms)
television
(Christmas watching 2024)
C
coraline
MJ
encre
Ondine
iffath
Orla
laoise
Rachel
moths
chagak
nessie
clare
rebekah
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notes
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a map in a library
a song to hum to fog
antiquarian bookshops
arms
art
autumn
bears
being lost
being my own heroine
bird houses
birds
books
brighter memories
british accent
bunny ears
butterflies
cakes
campfires
castles
characteres
christmas time
classical music and jazz
cloud days when the sun stretch across the expanse of the sky, making the sky glow so white that it burns the eyes
clouds
coffee
cooking
creative output
culture and intelligence
dawn
daydreaming
dead flowers
deers
details
diary pages
disquiet
dream
dreamcatchers
ethereal
eyes
fairy wings
faraway oceans
feathers
finite
flowers
forests
freedom
frozen ponds
full moon
gaping hole in chest
garden
garden dreams
get my hair braided
ghosts
glowing stars
halcyon
hands
handwriting
harry Potter
hearts
hot Chocolate
hugs
humpback whales
imaginary travels
itchy skin
joyful memories
keys
knowing smiles
l'espirit de l'escalier
lacrymose
lakes
learning new things
leaves
leaves falling silently
letter writing
letters
libraries
lips
love words
lullabies
melancholy
memories
mermaids
minerals
mistiness
moon
moss between toes
multiple sights
music
music boxes
night
night
nostalgia
novels
over time
overactive imagination
philosophy
poetry and prose
quiet tears
quotes
rain
rainy afternoons
rainy days
reading
red lipstick
restlessness
rings
sadness of the intellect
sarcasm and irony
saudade
sea
sea in a seashell
secret gardens
secrets
shortness of breath
silence
sinking feet
sky
sleepless nights
smooth pebbles
snow
snowflakes
solitude
sorrow
soundtracks
stars
storm
story weaving
strangers
Sunday afternoon
sunsets
tea
the beach in winter time
the broken violin
the dying butterfly
the hands of someone sleeping
the lapel of a coat
the moon in the daytime
the morning wind
the skin behing your knee
the sky reflected in a puddle
the smell of old books
the sound of breathing in the night
the way a song can make one shiver
thoughts
tiny coffee cups
traveling
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turkish delights
twisting insides
typewriters
universe
unspoken words
vegeterian food
waiting
wanderlust
watches
watching someone mouth the words in a book
waves
weaevers
weeps
whispers
willow
winter
world
writing
feb 12 2013 ∞
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