
@theartofmadeline

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YOU ARE THE REASON
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

Kaledo Art
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
todays bird

oozey mess
hello vonnie
Misplaced Lens Cap

blake kathryn
DEAR READER
Stranger Things

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Origami Around

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
ojovivo
dirt enthusiast
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@fadinglimmer
Mary Oliver, from a piece titled "Comfort," featured in Little Alleluias: Collected Poetry and Prose
lauralabee
— @eternaldroplets on x (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
I keep becoming me over and over and over again
— Greg Santora (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
love finds you in the middle of a field
How the absence of someone else feels like the absence of myself
I looked at my mother because I was a version of my mother. I looked away from my mother because I was a version of my mother. I was me, but I was also her—my mother, and I understood this all too well.
— Nora Lange, "Dog Star", pub. The Rupture (#120)
Heart-shaped spider web
how do you think you can tell if you're in love?
the arrow in your heart