anywayĀ āquietā is not a synonym forĀ āshyā i may be silent as the grave 95% of the time but pay attention to me for 60 seconds and i WILL deposit myself into your arms and refuse to move like a particularly needy cat
BIG MOOD

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Kaledo Art
we're not kids anymore.

ellievsbear
Cosimo Galluzzi
Sade Olutola

shark vs the universe
hello vonnie
NASA
I'd rather be in outer space šø
todays bird
Three Goblin Art
will byers stan first human second
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Love Begins

#extradirty
noise dept.
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anywayĀ āquietā is not a synonym forĀ āshyā i may be silent as the grave 95% of the time but pay attention to me for 60 seconds and i WILL deposit myself into your arms and refuse to move like a particularly needy cat
BIG MOOD
how does one forget things that made u feel happy yet sad most of the time?
Love always hurts.
T.S. || her aura is made of poetry and roses
Howlās Moving Castle + concept art brought to life
Witchy commission
t.s. albums + nature aesthetic (½)
I text back embarrassingly fast
or three hours later
there is no in between
ā„ the thing about love,
it knows no boundaries just like time, itās infinite. Profound. Powerful. It always wins; always perseveres.
itāll find itās way to you, wherever or whoever you are. No matter how hard you try to hide. Or you try to brush it off. Youāll feel it.
Itās the epitome of emotions, the epipeth of time. The bigger version of the universe. Itās you.
it keeps us alive. It runs in our blood, it pumps our heart, it stays in our lungs. Itās what we live for.
you see it in someoneās eyes, you feel it in someoneās hand, and it resides within you.
we all need it, want it, crave for it. We fight for it. In the darkness, it is our hope, in the light, it is our paradise.
So choose kindness, above all else. Because when we give kindness, weāre choosing to be the best version of ourselves.
*sees moon* *remembers outer space* nice
me: very soft, tries very hard, worries a lot, sleepy, big dreams and aspirations
I can finally say that Iām free - free from the oppression youāve laid upon this heart. I finally won.
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Someday I will have my own place. My world wonāt be confined to my room. I will stumble sleepily through the house in the morning, opening the blinds. I will sit out in the backyard and look at the stars. I will go out whenever I want to. I will survive long enough to have that.