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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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if i look back, i am lost
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Love Begins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
we're not kids anymore.
One Nice Bug Per Day
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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source? i felt it in my heart
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the whole world changes right around you <3
“The mystic Simone Weil wrote to a friend on another continent, ‘Let us love this distance, which is thoroughly woven with friendship, since those who do not love each other are not separated.’ For Weil, love is the atmosphere that fills and colors the distance between herself and her friend. Even when that friend arrives on the doorstep, something remains impossibly remote: when you step forward to embrace them your arms are wrapped around mystery, around the unknowable, around that which cannot be possessed.”
— Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost
i believe in the healing properties of just laying down in ur bed n rotting
You can never really go back to the same waters. Not only are you no longer the same, but neither are the waters you left. The current has changed. The elements of nature have affected the stream. When you return, although it appears the same, it really is a different river and you are a different person. Therefore, you cannot cross the same river twice.
Alice Walker (via quotemadness)
Dang Nhat Minh · When the Tenth Month Comes · 1984
Alexa Demie for Fairy Tales by Petra Collins.
—Leigh Hunt, Songs and Chorus of the Flowers
“Flowers teach us that nothing is permanent: not their beauty, not even the fact that they will inevitably wilt, because they will still give new seeds. Remember this when you feel joy, pain, or sadness. Everything passes, grows old, dies, and is reborn.”
— Paulo Coelho