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Cat enjoying the smell of a blossomed tree
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Someone can be madly in love with you and still not be ready. They can love you in a way you have never been loved and still not join you on the bridge. And whatever their reasons you must leave. Because you never ever have to inspire anyone to meet you on the bridge. You never ever have to convince someone to do the work to be ready. There is more extraordinary love, more love that you have never seen, out here in this wide and wild universe. And there is the love that will be ready.
Nayyirah Waheed (via thoughtkick)
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The best thing in life is finding someone who knows all your flaws, mistakes and weaknesses and still thinks you’re completely amazing.
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Church of Our Lady of Victories (Kostel Panny Marie Vítězné), Vítězné, Malá Strana, Prague, Czech Republic | Zuzana Hnídková
Wood anemone (Valkovuokko)
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Beautiful ombre colored Hollyhocks ~ ronkunrun
So I tried out Realistic Paint Studio a while back, instantly bought the full version. It’s a really cool traditional art simulator. Here’s a floral study with the oil paint set up that I finally finished.
“I hear your laughter in the garden. And the mad spring’s / scent comes toward me across the wet leaves.” — Czeslaw Milosz, ~ archive moodboard for @cimeriansparrow ❀❁*:・゚✧ ~
Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.
Iain S. Thomas, Intentional Dissonance (via resqectable)
Belmond La Residencia, Mallorca, Spain ~ Julia Engel