Gabby

Bones, Books, and Moss. I do art sometimes.

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[poetryforall]

-Rumi

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Soft bristles, an extension of my fingertips. Bright colors splatter over a bare canvas. My mind finally running free. No words are needed here. Feelings I cannot voice start to blend into one. I search for perfection in the shapes in which I’ve created. But what is perfection when it comes to a feeling? Can a feeling ever be perfect? Perhaps not. And if that’s so why should I tear myself apart for what I create not being perfect, when the root of the creation is not perfect to begin with? To come to terms with such a realization is a feat I may never overcome. But still I hold my brush with the expectation of such. To smear myself upon gesso with only my own judgment to bear.

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🐍🪞

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I got a whole lot of memories with people I don’t even know anymore

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🍯

[trailcams]

source

[cristalplanetheart]

[pangeen]

“ auroras “ // Vincent Ledvina

Music:  Hans Zimmer - Cornfield Chase

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11-1-22 🌊✨

[maureen2musings]

nature88885

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i didnt want this

[fluffygif]

First snowfall of the seasons  🍂❄️

[cyberbug9000]

I love you overgrown gardens, i love you graffiti, i love you weeds growing through the cracks of the cement, i love you roof gardens, i love you vines climbing up walls, i love you nature and creativity overpowering governmental structures, i love you nature reclaiming abandoned buildings

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