Christine

29. Buffalo. 🌻🦋👣💜

[yoursummerdreamz]

[happyheidi]

[valentina-poem]

[kloudzzz]

[sunweek]

what you don’t get is science exists because people can love. medicine exists because people love each other enough to want each other to live long healthy lives. astronomy exists because someone loved the stars and the planets enough to track them through their ever changing position in the darkest night. science exists because humans are curious little creatures and we want to know the world around us and understand it like it does us. we know stars and planets worlds away, we’ve sent cameras worlds away, all because we love the universe, and we also put love in those satellites!! we sent the sound of a 100 languages, lovely messages, the sound of rain and a laugh, all out there just in case there’s someone in the universe looking for us like we do them, and so that they know that they were never alone, and we sent them the most simple loving things we could find.

science exists because people can love

[twistxdmystic]

[medusabutmodern]

my heart goes out to anyone who was made to feel stupid for caring too much. anyone who was laughed at or "cringed" at for being themselves. anyone who cried silently so they don't be a burden. anyone whose love was taken for granted. anyone who feels unsafe in their own bodies. to anyone who felt devastated because others failed to be humane enough. it's not you, it's them. i hope you find a way to love yourself again. you're not alone. you're important.

[yakhult]

[peace-and-awe]

[akindplace]

Titsay

[iyiliktozuu-deactivated20220630]

[confessionsfromatvaddict]

I adore the romantic trope of “whatever universe, my soul will find you.”

[perfectquote]

“You don’t deserve someone who comes back, you deserve someone who never leaves.”

— Unknown

[perfectquote]

“I’m thankful for my struggle because without it I wouldn’t have stumbled across my strength.”

— Alex Elle

[catchmefucan-deactivated2022051]

Are you available?

No sold out

[beforevenice]

with luck, it might even snow for us.

// Haruki Murakami, After Dark

[queengreendown]

It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.

[theloveyourselfchallenge]