Growth and Good Vibes

People change, Things go wrong, Shit happens, And life goes on.

[goldcoasthoney]

[almondfae]

brighter days are coming

[verdurousglooms]

The Accolade by Edmund Blair Leighton tapestry, detail / Tree of Life by William Morris tapestry, detail

[stuckinapril]

obsessed with whatever distracts me from the horrors of being alive

[murielsweating]

I’ve been thinking about “you can’t pin joy like a moth” all day.

[cricketcat9]

DEFINITELY the time for me to start devouring all my nicest things.

[jamausis]

i love.. vegetables and kissing

[matrose]

imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy

[20o1-deactivated20240129-deacti]

September will be filled with joy.

September will be filled with love.

September will be filled with trust.

September will be filled with peace.

September will be filled with happiness.

September will be filled with blessings.

[altruisticwriter]

-William Wordsworth

[lil-reminders]

something that i’m working on is letting things exist without justification. for example, i gained weight recently and i don’t need a reason for it. it’s not “it’s okay because it’s mostly muscle” or “it’s okay because it was while i was on vacation.”

it’s okay regardless.

[9710144]

[slfcare]

You’re responsible for your own development. You don’t have to wait until others forgive or validate you. You don’t have to hold yourself to an impossible standard to ‘prove’ that you’re a better person. All you have to do is decide that you are and back that up with actions, because what truly makes you a good person is the fact that you care about being one. Not others telling you that you are.

[theorangepdf]

getting that august feeling (things that have ended endlessly are ending again)

[annakarenina]

[wvterways]

“i used to live there” is such a sad phrase. seeing places u used to live in is an odd thing. It’s like ‘i know where the best hiding place is in there. my bedroom was the one directly to the left as you walk in. i took my first steps on that flooring. i used to play in that yard with my grandma. she died two years ago. that was the only place i ever knew. those walls contain all of my childhood memories. i can no longer go there, but i know every corner like the back of my hand.’

[halfagony-halfhope]

stop glamorizing “the Grind” and start glamorizing whatever this is

[honeytuesday]

babe. be real with me. if i were a plain little rock on a beach would you pick me up and turn me over in your hand and marvel over how wonderfully ordinary i am. like really take the time to ponder how there isn't necessarily anything special about me but that the very deed of choosing me out of countless other rocks raises me to a precious, almost sacred level of irreplaceability that is only accessible through the act of being seen and loved?