HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE | ハウルの動く城 (2004) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE | ハウルの動く城 (2004) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
little guys in ghibli movies
Getting all cute and dressed up just to be shy the whole time
the devil couldn’t reach me, so he gave me a brain that wants to be alone and a heart that wants to be loved.
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2007-04-05
'The Way Home'. Moey P. Wellington.
Yuji Furata: Plastic Operation, 1994
It turns out that you can become the person you’ve always envisioned but you’ll still have the person you were before inside of you and you have to treat them with as much forgiveness and love as possible
nana for shoujo beat in the 2000s ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆
fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this
truly do not understand workplace drama. we're stuck here doing stupid bullshit for 8 hours and you want to make it worse? But on the other hand I love hearing about arguments that are not and never will be my problem
i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever