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im cured! (is salted and dried with seasonings)

This may be controversial but i believe women should be allowed to pick up anything they find on the ground and add it to their inventory

guooey

ya……… these two have gotten me through everything & continues to do so

#words

detailedart

A visual explanation of why stars fall on Earth. Details of The Augsburg Book of Miracles, an illuminated manuscript made in Augsburg in Germany in the 16th century, anonymous author-ess.

myaurelia

if you remember that life is fluid you’ll never feel stuck. nothing is the end all or your only option. when something ends it’s your time to start something new. it doesn’t matter how often doors close if you’re always moving forward. don’t dwell or try to open those old doors. the more you keep moving, the more you’ll see life is working in your favor.

amygdalae

i chugged an entire lacroix once. unrelated im on my way towards you

giraffeseatingcake

The bubbles are propelling you

amygdalae

The bubbles are propelling me. here i come

hweart

☄︎. *. ⋆

⋆·˚ ༘ * 🔭🦔 hes stargazing

cozybug-deactivated20231208

be poetic. if you find the way the light falls through your window and onto your bedroom wall pretty, write about it. call it soft and golden as sunlit honey. if it makes you glad to be alive then it’s not silly. you look for the beauty of things, be proud of that. say the heavy rain is kissing you. write about the glow of the moon, the dancing of flowers. make your world magical. collect your metaphors and treasure them.

woodrider

Banishment is the funniest punishment I can think of. Just get out of here

#a

exitmybody

instead of a brain there is a mini haunted house in my head

rawjoy

u know what makes me cry..... that one van gogh quote about life changing for the better..... “many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. and it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘what do i care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ yes, evil often seems to surpass good. but then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. one morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. and so i must still have hope.” yeah..... Crying....