y’all ever just stopped caring? not mad or anything? just over it
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@frixie
y’all ever just stopped caring? not mad or anything? just over it
I couldn’t stop smiling.
Be teachable. You’re not always right.
the holy trinity: beauty of the mind, richness of the spirit, tenderness of the heart.
@jolapiasta
wanna go strawberry picking in a cute pink skirt and with a little basket
Sitting on an old drove trail with my pochard box. A quick painting before breakfast.
Dominik Sartorius
“Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can not help them, at least do not hurt them.”
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“Fragments of my heart are scattered all over the world. A piece of my heart is wedged between the bricks of a castle on a hill. Another part of it rests on a rooftop with an ocean view. I left a piece on the streets of a city I merely passed through and another in the streets of a city I could walk blindfolded. A piece of my heart rises every morning with the sun and another is hidden in every pink sunset. There’s a part of it floating on a pacific breeze and another drifting through the Mediterranean. Fragments of my heart have melted together with other hearts and now they live on in places I have yet to visit. But don’t be mistaken; my heart is not broken nor is it empty. With every piece I leave behind, I borrow a piece to take its place in my mosaic heart.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 121
“The borrowed parts of me”
“The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention.”
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please don’t forget to drink water and get some sunlight because you’re basically a houseplant with complicated emotions.