Jules of Nature

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KIROKAZE
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Noah Kahan

blake kathryn
we're not kids anymore.

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Love Begins
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@ibyul2
what if it all works out. HOW ABOUT THAT HUH
Boop the snoot
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Enjoying his first baseball game
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„Tear your heart out of your chest and hand it to God. There is no other healing. I swear, there is no other healing.“
— Yasmin Mogahed
in this terrifying world you continuously have the power to offer someone else a little relief . why would you withhold that. do you remember what a little relief feels like? it feels like a lot
Pingu
He asked me when I fell in love with him and I knew it sounded dramatic to say the moment I saw him, so I told him this story of my grandma who had Alzheimer's- she forgot her name and the words for fruit and food, she forgot her address and how to use the washroom, all her life lost to the disease. The only thing she remembered was her son's name and when that began to fade, the one thing she always remembered was that she loved him, even in illness, even in insanity. She saw this 6 foot 2 man with a scrubby beard and she didn't know him but she said she trusted him, she asked him to hold her hand when she died. When does memory end and love begin? All I know is- she loved him before she remembered him.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
Vladimir Nabokov, from a letter to his wife Véra (24 March 1937)