I hope this time next year you’ll have thousands of new happy memories
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I hope this time next year you’ll have thousands of new happy memories
all i want is to be on an island absorbing all the sun while eating fresh fruit
One of the prettiest moments in winter is when the sun starts to come out again in like february/march but it’s still cold but that doesn’t matter because everything feels light and fresh and you walk outside without freezing because the sunshine is warming your face and everything is starting to wake up
.. Doch vielleicht, vielleicht ändern sich manche Dinge nie.
wortpoetin
god, i really want to see the northern lights once before i die
Do whatever makes you happy, the days aren’t coming back.
would they do the same for u
Reason to Live #5552
To feel the sun on my face on a warm summer day and know that the fight was worth it. – Guest Submission
(Please don’t add negative comments to these posts.)
I see my mama smile, that’s a blessing
life goes on with or without whoever
Do u ever just think about the first time u met someone & then compare it to where u guys are now & its like wow who knew this would happen.
“People think you’re crazy if you talk about things they don’t understand.”
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”Ich will mich nicht finden. Ich will mich verlieren. Ich will, dass alles betäubt ist. Ich will mich nicht spüren. Denn gerade wenn ich denke, dass es langsam wieder geht. Dann tut es wieder weh.”
— Kummer