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Marc @marc.was.here

Save a bitch, read a Book. If not in Amsterdam, I’m visiting 🙃 www.marcowashere.com

“Any writer who denied the childish element of revenge in what they did was, as far as he was concerned, a liar. Writing was just a way of taking justice into your own hands.” Excerpt From Transit by Rachel Cusk

Dreamy eyes 💭

Sometimes, I dress for places that exist only in my mind.

Amsterdam is missing one thing… Honest Greens! 🥲🌿

Surviving overhead light 💡

“The worst thing, it seemed to her, was to be dealing with one version of a person when quite another version existed out of sight. If a man had a nasty side to his character, she wanted to get to it immediately and confront it.” Excerpt From Outline Rachel Cusk

“The human capacity for self-delusion is apparently infinite – and if that is the case, how are we ever meant to know, except by existing in a state of absolute pessimism, that once again we are fooling ourselves?” Excerpt From Outline by Rachel Cusk

“Attachment, the cause of all suffering, so the Buddhists say. To cling to what you have, what you have had, the life you have known, the handful of people and places you have ever really loved, to cling and not let go.” Intermezzo by Sally Rooney

Who’s a good boy?

Life’s too short to stay on just one side of the spectrum.

I wonder if all the people rushing to buy tickets for the Cowboy Carter tour have actually listened to or even like the album. It makes me think—has attending a pop diva concert become more of a trendy tourist attraction, fueled by consumerism, rather than a genuine love for the music?

Why is it that the only people who spend an hour stretching at the gym—like they just finished a triathlon—are always out of shape? Can someone enlighten me? (I’m genuinely curious)

About last night with my dear friend Boy.

Got fed up with my long hair.

February reads, partially.

Because January was endless, I had plenty of time to read 🙃

Normalize shades at work 🕶️

Literally. 🤣