Baek Duri - 마중 4, 2022

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Baek Duri - 마중 4, 2022
White snakeroot and pokeweed. You know it’s September when
After you cross over this stream that runs into the lake you get to the goldenrod fields.
That’s all Impatiens capensis in the first frame. It must have been some male hummingbird’s domain in the weeks before he left!
Miffy Spring garden
Am I ever not in the forest though? (Nope) 🌿
“Today I called a depression hotline Because I was awake before the sun and Nobody else was. A woman on the other end answered. Just before I opened my mouth I thought about if anyone ever thought to Ask them if they were alright. So I did. Over the phone I could almost hear her smile as she said “I’m doing just fine.” I’ve been conditioned to hold my breath When I walk by cemeteries or When ambulances pass by. Sometimes it is not always beauty that robs your lungs. In the 5th grade I accidentally broke a boy’s finger. I feel guilty about it still. I’ve been single for almost a decade. When I was telling my friend about Another botched attempt at getting close with a girl she said “You’re too soft for a man. You’re too nice. Girls want to hug boys like you, not kiss them.” I can’t help that my arms tremble when I hold someone, I don’t want to break something so precious. I can’t help that I cry more out of love than I do sadness. I am not a shell, I am not steel. My skin is dark but it is not rough. My body writes checks out to any homeless heart. My lips bruise trying to talk people into sleep. I am soft, I am tender.”
— Nishat Ahmed, “You’re Too Soft For A Man.” (via sickwithsyllables)
🍃Current mood 🍃
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Lovely nature 🌸
From sare2121/ Ifordmanor Garden
miyazaki forest
Somewhere only in dreams ✨🦋
I love english daisies!! 💚
[ID: three photographs of daisies surrounded by greenery. End ID]
graveyard, 2009
The Plym in The Mist, Dartmoor National Park