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Cosmic Funnies

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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You know you have done some major healing when the things that use to upset you no longer create an emotional response. Celebrate those moments. Growth is powerful.
“But how can you miss someone when they are right beside you?“ She asks. “You can,” I say, “you can. When they are beside you but they are not yours. When they can leave without a moment’s notice and you do not have the right to ask them to stay.”
— Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)
*survives another year*
me, late 20s, discovering i love to cook, and have neck pain: holy shit i’m going to turn into a person who does yoga
me, buying paper napkins and eyebanging a herb garden: i’m having an identity crisis
me: *reaches automatically for coaster, catches sight of my reflection in my newly purchased wine glasses that were on sale*: i don’t know who you are anymore
“i’m not a fan of embellishments on throw pillows, they tend to snag” I say, and gasp in horror at what I’ve become
Find myself
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This envelope arrived the other day addressed to Amanda. Two locks and a lock-picking kit. I hesitate to ask. I fear I might have married a cat burglar, superspy, or private eye.
Summer Love Like You (Full Version)
I may be in trouble
Hello Mr. Death, it’s me, ya boy…