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Sweet Seals For You, Always
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
One Nice Bug Per Day

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if i look back, i am lost
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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Doug Jones
cherry valley forever
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
official daine visual archive
Cosimo Galluzzi

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sheepfilms
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵

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@guccibluntzz
LET YOUR ART BE UGLY!!! LET YOUR WRITING BE BAD!!! DANCE OFFBEAT!!! SING OFF KEY!!! LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO LET YOUR FEAR OF NOT BEING GOOD ENOUGH PREVENT YOU FROM LEARNING AND ENJOYING NEW THINGS!!!
Don’t use your energy to worry. Use your energy to believe, create, trust, grow and heal.
“i live for that first second in the morning when i am still half-conscious i hear the hummingbirds outside flirting with the flowers i hear the flowers giggling and the bees growing jealous when i turn over to wake you it starts all over again the panting the wailing the shock of realizing that you’ve left”
— Rupi Kaur, the first mornings without you - quotes that remind me of CMBYN
David Bowie [1993]
xo
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This year I learned to be selfish. Selfish with my time, my heart, my feelings, my mind and most importantly myself. I spent entirely too much time feeling sorry for the things I couldn’t change, wishing for things I didn’t have, and begging for people who did not deserve me. It has taken me two decades to realize I am a prize worth winning, I am a caviar dinner not a gas station hot dog. This year I’ve lost people I thought I couldn’t live without and given myself everything I needed. Next year, I hope I can learn to love myself.
ohsixonethree, writing prompt #73: Write about the lessons you learned this year. (via wnq-writers)
Maybe the journey isn’t so much about becoming anything. Maybe it’s about un-becoming everything that isn’t really you so you can be who you were meant to be in the first place.
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(via cosmicwizdom)
Lately all I can do is get high