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Keni
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Stranger Things
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Peter Solarz
Jules of Nature
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@kimigainai
sorry I didn't mean to start tearing up as soon as I start trying to talk about my feelings, my bad
Cervantes dunes, Western Australia
the venetian fog is the perfect study weather, you can't change my mind
it’s all so quiet
some of my favourite sign fails <3
-Heidi Priebe, As Long As There Is Love, There Will Be Grief
[TEXT ID: The grief of time passing, of life moving on half-finished, of empty spaces that were once bursting with the laughter and energy of people we loved. As long as there is love there will be grief because grief is love's natural continuation. It shows up in the aisles of stores we once frequented, in the whiff of cologne we get two years after they've been gone. Grief is a giant neon sign, protruding through everything, pointing everywhere, broadcasting loudly, "LOVE WAS HERE". In the finer print, quietly, "LOVE STILL IS". END ID]
Anne Carson, in the preface to Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
I really cannot emphasize enough the mental health benefits of abandoning the idea that you're special.
This goes both ways, both "You don't have to do everything singlehanded" and "You're not uniquely awful."
I want to be loved. So must be special to earn that.
Rubbish. Everyone deserves to be loved. And there are plenty of mediocre people who manage it.
An agate stone that looks like a window to the ocean.
— i love you much(most beautiful darling), E. E. Cummings
“on the train we swapped seats, you wanted the window and i wanted to look at you”
Mahmoud Darwish
i wish i never met you / babygirl