“Take a lot of pictures, you’ll only regret the ones that you didn’t take.”
— Unknown
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“Take a lot of pictures, you’ll only regret the ones that you didn’t take.”
— Unknown
Found note of great wisdom
from stoppingoffplace blogspot
October can’t come soon enough
This has been in my likes since last year. It is time.
This is the 21st night of September skeleton. He only appears once a year.
Bro come look at the stars with me I am not feeling like myself
every time i see a cat and they look up at me i’m always like you have no idea…. you think you’re regular huh? think you’re normal? well you’re small and cute and silly. you have no idea
it really gets me sometimes how utterly, obviously magical the world is if you’re willing to let it be. like, shadows out of the corners of your eye. tarot readings that are frighteningly accurate. three coyotes crossing your path, three days in a row: an omen, that, when you look up what it means, comes true within the next week. you see a white squirrel and have good luck for the next day. you sage and your stomach feels thick with negative energy, but afterwards the lingering sadness that’s been following you is gone. the same sensation in your gut around the sabbats, only to vanish when they’re over (but it’s comforting, this time). dreaming moments before they happen. candle magic. the feeling of a long-deceased cat curling behind your knees while you’re lying in bed, leaving a little round imprint behind where your visiting familiar slept. praying to the old gods for luck, for favour, for wisdom, and getting it, in whatever form you may have asked for. leaving chocolates for the fae and finding them missing. finding small pieces of jewellery deep in the woods, and wondering who left them there.
there is so much magic, if you’re just willing to see it.
i just wanna drink tea ,,, and listen to soft music ,,,,, and tend to my plants ,,,, and doodle lil hearts ,,,,, is that too much to ask for ,,,,,,
me: i don’t mind being alone also me: *feels abandoned for no reason at all, needs constant reassurance that my presence is wanted, cannot see how anyone would want to be friends with me, is not able to focus on anything because of the intense feeling of imaginary rejection*
having a bunch of followers is weird in a way because you have to put ‘don’t reblog’ on your personal posts because you could make a post like “my sister was diagnosed with syphilis” and some freak will reblog it with no tags or comments or context for why they needed this on their blog
All I want is for someone to look at me and think “Damn, I’m lucky.
(via cruellled)
I love it when I wake up and stretch and something cracks. Makes me feel like a glo-stick
blooming is not a competition
It’s not about controlling the waves, it’s about keeping the boat floating
warriorpact (via movingonwarriorpact)