Softening

There's so much beauty in the world, sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst… and then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold onto it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude

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Paolo Sebastian 2026 Spring/Summer Couture Collection: Forget Me Not

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scattered to the winds, paolo sebastian

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Paolo Sebastian | La Ballerine

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Joli Poli Couture

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The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, but it quivers all alone. There is no thunder, no relieving rain. These are strange and breathless days, the dog days, when people are led to do things they are sure to be sorry for after.

Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting

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Antique Furniture and Arched Windows in a Stockholm Apartment

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Sierra DeMulder, “Reassurance to Sierra in High School” from New Shoes On A Dead Horse

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[hangsawoman]

my hobbies? uhh.. peeling back the layers…. uncovering metaphors.. mirroring…..connecting dots…..stuff like that

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[free-my-mindd]

Outgrow yourself as many times as you need to until you feel like you.

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