Madi's Mind

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[shitly]

[wonting]

[somethingsomethingtralala]

Me on my way home from the store with fall decorations in the middle of August:

[goldcoasthoney]

“One of my main regrets in life is giving considerable thought to inconsiderate people.”

— (via kushandwizdom)

[altruisticwriter]

-William Wordsworth

[nevver]

New career in a new town, Dustin Harbin (prints)

[ummhello]

[nevver]

Apex predator, Toni Hamel

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[metamorphesque]

I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk / down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs / to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you” / when someone sneezes, a leftover / from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying. / And sometimes, when you spill lemons / from your grocery bag, someone else will help you/ pick them up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other. / We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot, / and to say thank you to the person handing it. To smile / at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress / to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder, / and for the driver in the red pick-up truck to let us pass. / We have so little of each other, now. So far / from tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange. / What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these / fleeting temples we make together when we say, “Here, / have my seat,” “Go ahead — you first,” “I like your hat.”

— Small Kindnesses, Danusha Laméris

[aidashakur]

Stop being the one who does all the effort. Sit back and let the ship sink.

[starei]

the concept of growing into love is so much more intriguing than falling in love. it's like, on all our good days and bad days, I will choose to love you, I will learn with you, I will live my life with you and we will grow into and with each other through the passage of time

[goldcoasthoney]

[heavyrain-dc]

“Promise me not to hide yourself when you’re in pain, it’s unfair that we laughed together but you cried alone”

— Unknown

[metamorphesque]

— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra — Joseph Lorusso, Playing Their Song —

[notesoutofmymind]