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@lambheels
resting in love.
“The saddest truth is realising you have fallen madly in love with what can never be.”
— Michael Faudet
Maybe someday we will be two people meeting again for the first time.
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you're the sweetest boy I've ever met and you want nothing to do with me. aint that just the way. i miss listening to your littlw facts even though we only met once. idk i just want to be able to believe in something for no reason. i believe in you.
Donkey getting some shade on a hot sunny day in Greece - photographer unknown
CRYING SCREAMING THROWING UP THEY MADE THIS FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!!!1
honor the request
talking to someone new makes me so self conscious but i need to be strong and stop negative thoughts like that from making me less myself!!!
got this tattoo done about a week and a half ago finally sharing it here since i just took these pics of it ❤️ dedicated to "the falcon" by Mimi and Richard Fariña
Stick-back chairs, a pine settle and a scrubbed deal table furnish a typical English country kitchen, where the children's paintings decorating the walls are as natural as a jug of garden flowers.
Country Kitchens, 1991
im finally feeling like i can breathe again. eating well, taking my medicine, holding space for time and love again. i was scared of forgetting and moving on, but now its the only thing I'm starting to welcome into my life. ill always wish you a good life, but im not the same person you knew, and im starting to feel glad about it. im picking up my pen again, but now, most of the time, its not letters to you that im writing. the breeze and sun are my muse. maybe even my own heartbeat now.
tomorrow is pay day and I'm going to clean my room 🫶
i think i just am walking nostalgia on legs