Some shit u just gotta let go of
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Some shit u just gotta let go of
Hope all the bad bitches are losing their attachment to the people who did not reciprocate their energy
βur overthinking thisβ bro I have anxiety. I have no other type of thinking available
Margaret Atwood, Bodily Harm
Nikolay Punin, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries of Nikolay Punin: 1904 - 1953
fr. βEverything Changed When I Forgave Myselfβ by Charlotte Erikssonβ£
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[ID: It is not terrible, only your fear of the future makes it so. END ID]
If you carry around the bricks from the past, you'll end up building the same house.
βThe value of a thing sometimes does not lie in that which one attains by it, but in what one pays for it β what it costs us.β
β Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols
Wednesday the 15th. What an excellent day. Middle of the week, middle of the month. Truly, we are in the middle of things.
Any love I made you feel is yours to keep
Embroidered rushnyk from Ukraine.
Translation: Have fun, girls, take care of yourselves/behave yourselves, but don't rush into marriage, married life can be wretched, you may weep and lament then
Terraced ricefields in China
βIβm waiting for you, Iβm waiting for the evening calm, Iβm waiting for our time, the oblique light, this pause between day and night. Peace will come, surely. But I can imagine no other peace than that of our two bodies bound together, of our gaze given over to each other - I have no other homeland but you.β
β Albert Camus to Maria CasarΓ¨s, Correspondance, July 17, 1949 [#71]