creating everyday rituals catered to satisfying your basic needs and making sure you practice it before giving yourself to the world is important.
One Nice Bug Per Day
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@theartofmadeline
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Peter Solarz

if i look back, i am lost
Show & Tell

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Three Goblin Art
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@akaishi
creating everyday rituals catered to satisfying your basic needs and making sure you practice it before giving yourself to the world is important.
i have my grandmother’s smile and my mother’s resiliency and my sister’s fearlessness. i have my father’s eyes and my best friend’s warmth. i am a culmination of every person i’ve ever met. i hold a piece of them with me wherever i go.
If reincarnation is real I wonder how many people stare at their own art in museums, listen to their own music they made in a different life and read books they don't remember writing
By Kiki Galvan Morales, East Village NYC Boring cat
on death with 1. lilies abounded, @petfurniture, twitter; 2. frances molina, “o’death”
Anne Sexton - From Small Wire
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“As June runs into warm July I think of little else but you.”
— Wendy Cope, excerpt of “From June to December” (A Summer Villanelle)
i blog for girls who are plagued by loneliness despite being overall well liked
Louisa May Alcott, from Little Women
i blog for girls who are plagued by loneliness despite being overall well liked
Yanyi, The Year of Blue Water (2019)
looking back, I was always stronger than I felt
i am simply holding my joys in all their little ways and it is starting to form a life around me
i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”