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One Nice Bug Per Day
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Noah Kahan

pixel skylines

Love Begins
Sade Olutola

izzy's playlists!

shark vs the universe
Fai_Ryy

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Product Placement
Show & Tell
YOU ARE THE REASON
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@breatheinsimplicity
I can’t remember the last time I took the time to admire the paintings in the sky, the rhythm of the wind, and the music created by the birds.
Sometimes people don’t really say what they’re really thinking. If you capture the right moment, it says more.
Stranger Things (via goodreadss)
Mini Peanut Butter and Jelly Pies
the ones to blame always feel blameless.
Something so healing about contemplating the moon.
Rain in the garden, July 2018.
a heart’s a heavy burden
Daily Reminder!
Ivory Pink Round Cat Basket // BureBurePets
I’m not certain how to feel about all of this. My family’s common trait is putting our issues in the back of our minds until we become numb. I don’t want to do this anymore. I need a solution.
DONUT FRIEND
To my darling niece, please, make me donuts. I love you.
It’s easier to be angry at you.
That way I don’t feel the guilt.
If I’m angry at you I don’t think about who you are to me
I think about what you’ve done
If I start to think about you
The person I wish you would consistently be...
I feel guilty
I feel angry at myself
Confused
Hurt
It’s just easier to be upset with you.
Unwrapping.
I will unwrap the me from 10 years ago.
The sadness,
Anger,
Disdain.
A type of metamorphosis that butterflies dream of.
Breathing in power and beauty.
Unwrapping.
Becoming me.
-Shagoofa Ali
“Quatre Saisons“ by Takako Ugachi
siren symphony
Can you tell me what’s missing?
What are we lacking?
How can we be better?
I just want to know.
I just want to fix what I know, so things can get better.
Unimportant.
You pass me by like I’m an object on the wall.
We avoid speaking.
I don’t exist, unless my nagging words circle your chaotic mind.
I want to fix this.
Please, tell me how I can fix this.