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hang in there girl. we’re gonna have 8pm sunsets again and greenery and warm summer night air and rainy spring days again soon!

museify

kosmogrl

devilcat3d

*said with so much love in my heart that it's full to bursting* hey I had a lot of fun last time would you like to hang out again sometime soon? :)

scorpionlafemme

demareth

but it isnt too late to start tho! if you suddenly wake up and realize the years have slipped by you can start actively living again!

demareth

and you know what im not done i think that its actually a very normal and healthy ebb and flow of life

its okay to have stagnant periods, all life has periods of time in its life cycle just to exist and conserve energy and its okay for people to do that too.

but its also very important not to stay in that stagnant period forever!

flowerytale

Jane Austen, from a letter to her sister Cassandra Austen

desultory-suggestions

She’s like warm days, sunshine, honey and love.

lovewanttimetopause

writingthethoughtsaway

“Despite how much it hurts,

Despite how much I think it always will,

I don’t regret the year you were mine.

I’ll never forget how high I felt when my life was intertwined with you.”

- S. C. C.

podencos

vodkatales

For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.

synf3ll-moved

take figures out of their boxes btw. sew patches on your favorite jacket. go to bed with your favorite plushes. wear the pants you usually save for special occasions. draw something cool on your wall. put a sticker on your laptop. dye your hair and pierce your lips. glass is meant to break, metal is meant to rust. items are meant to be used. that's how the world knows that somebody loved them.

halibellecter

When my aunt died of covid, we had to clean out a lot of stuff that she was saving. Foods she was going to try, she was a great chef, spices she'd never opened or only used sparingly, lotions and bath things she hadn't used. After she died I started making a point of using things up: the good vanilla that has to be imported, that we finally found more of, we'd used barely an ounce before she passed away. Even though we love it. I just got my family new bottles of it for Christmas because we used one up. We enjoyed that happiness. Sometimes I still get the impulse to wait for something special, or awful, to save nice things for celebration or comfort. The phrase that always echoes in my mind is "use the good vanilla". And I have been (burning the candles, squirting the body wash, dissolving the bath bombs, putting the saffron in things). And it's been great. Use the good vanilla.