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help I’m having ideas beyond my available free time
help I'm having ideas beyond my available energy levels
i’m very self aware. which unfortunately hasn’t solved anything
Morning Walk (1888) by John Singer Sargent
When I’m going for walks out in nature, I like to point out the places that I’d live if I were a mouse.
“The people who are meant to be in your life will always gravitate back towards you, no matter how far they wander.”
— Robert Tew
Praying for the woman I’ll be this year. May I be happy, healthy, loving, and fully living in my purpose. At peace with myself and proud of how far I’ve come.
put oil in your hair, use that expensive lipstick you’ve been saving up for special occasions, take a hot shower with a bunch of candles, smother yourself in lovely smelling lotion, play your favorite game, go see a movie with your favorite people, or stay in today and do nothing. Do whatever it takes for you to feel nice today, okay? You deserve it.
🥀 𝔄𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯, 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔴 𝔞 𝔟𝔬𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯. 🥀
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art is supposed to be flawed btw
From the sketchbook ✨🐰
“The afternoon flew by — quiet, unnoticed. The book slipped out of my hands, and I looked around the room — how many hours had passed? two, or three? — the room basked in the warmth of the summer sun. It, most certainly, was past four...”
your month, your flower friend!