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How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become? Don't dream it. Be it. Photoshoot for the amazing artist and friend @sven_fiel ✨❤️ 📸 @miquelsilv (em Porto, Portugal) https://www.instagram.com/p/CESD4M2liEeFh10eWjOYe52X4hF2fWZooTsGKQ0/?igshid=pqsxvy39g1vb

Oporto by night. 💙🌌🌙 Someone please give me some tags for these 😅 #idontgiveashit (em Igreja e Torre dos Clérigos) https://www.instagram.com/p/CD4_HxMlpSfc0i7qyw_o8DZ6FRCYg1kmB08xLg0/?igshid=v403tu34gvus

#idontgiveashit

Underwater love ✨💚💛 (em Herdade dos Adaens) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDE_QfPliJ8C2rjg7BXR7yBB33hqtfbHczydeI0/?igshid=17qu4kyeizd6u

This hand on my face it's only there to hide the giant mark I have on my chin ✌️😂 (em Campo Maior, Portalegre, Portugal) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDAB9Z4FamGloaho_gnai96DJBniLhgylFRpF00/?igshid=63tvfskv6n5i

'If souls could be mated with wishes, ours would be inextricably entwined. Between dreams, lights and reality' 🔮 https://www.instagram.com/p/CCoRQfdFFLyre4X0SezQ_PLluvYyBFNkX0XHzI0/?igshid=1kjzo8t15c7qn

Don' know, just go with the flow 💛😎☀️☀️☀️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CCTkAEgljHRLXQSrWmfxmo2Vkz2JoQAt0IW4Us0/?igshid=66rbfhqwmm5c

'Meet me here beneath the burning skies Where the ocean comes and takes us from all of our lies...' 💞 (em Foz Do Douro, Porto, Portugal) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCO-uVjFSeMNYIlM_7Wo0ue2hTtBNbxAm2HbJQ0/?igshid=bymujeb0ievb

Tasty ego for the devil 🔥😈 https://www.instagram.com/p/CCOWfK0FJ_l6naegkqSfn5H22TmgA4_F3gby5A0/?igshid=zo8c91nrazph

'if the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive.' 💜💙🤍 (em Parque Da Cidade Do Porto) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBt6Bsgl7_iLp7twUlRK2zNbTsNULJJf8esxdY0/?igshid=1p95l7cmv9bzc

'The devil doesn't come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you've ever wished for' 💜💛 https://www.instagram.com/p/B7MSLAEFgDM/?igshid=5h5u3du75kx9

Welcome to BIGORNA ❤️✨ (em Bigorna Parlour) https://www.instagram.com/p/B66q9GSF7m0/?igshid=1ntw58j116mh

''Se ao dizer adeus à vida As aves todas do céu Me dessem a despedida O teu olhar derradeiro Esse olhar que era só teu Amor que foste o primeiro'' 🖤 (em Lisbon, Portugal) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6ik9DRlLf5/?igshid=vd4j8n2lpucd

''It's up to you - it's always up to you. You can deny, repress, distort, and bury your unresolved wounds all you want. You can re-frame them, pseudo-positivity them, detach from them, bypass them. You can re-name yourself, hide away in a monastery, turn your story around. And you can spell all your money on superficial healing practices and hocus-pocus practitioners. But it won't mean a damn thing, if you don't do the deeper work to excavate and heal your primary wounds. The material is still there, right where you left it, subconsciously ruling your life and controlling your choices. This is the nature of unhealed material - it is alive, and one way or the other, it will manifest itself in your lived experience. It will language your inner narrative. It will obstruct your path and limit your possibilities. It lives everywhere that you live. And so you have to decide - excavate it and bring it into consciousness where it can be worked through and integrated; or repress it and watch it rule your life. It's one of the hardest truths we have to face: if we don't deal with our stuff, it deals with us. There is no way around this. Choose.'' Jeff Brown Photo of today, no filter needed ❤️🧡💜 (em Praia dos Ingleses) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5lQruHlSHy/?igshid=1wfpvgtr76lm1

em Barrage de Tseuzier https://www.instagram.com/p/B4Fs_Tmlb7r/?igshid=5qon0nfq837q

'you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?' 💜💙🌙 (em Domaine des iles De Sion) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1mhf9GF8pg/?igshid=nb8eqh48mlx8

Shades of blue. Blue is the warmest color 💦💙 (em Lac de Géronde-Piscine) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1mf-d-ltLQ/?igshid=1l7v879ddwalj

Aqui na Suíça, come-se carne de cavalo... Não sabíamos e ficámos incrédulas com tal atrocidade. Como é que podemos ser tão cruéis? Estas criaturas são das coisas mais mágicas que existe... Este mundo, ou melhor falando, o ser humano, cada vez me deixa mais triste e com mais certezas que não pertenço mesmo aqui. Aliens, podem vir buscar-me sff.. 🥺😔💔 #crueltyfreeheartsareneeded #sadworld #horsewhisperer (em Ardon, Switzerland) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1bGABTlnxb/?igshid=uudkf5wgvwok

#crueltyfreeheartsareneeded #sadworld #horsewhisperer

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