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[life-spire]

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[foxeia]

Hanna Schonberg

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[prettystuff]

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[im-lo-ne]

Quizas coincidimos en un mal momento, pero que recuerdos me llevo.

[reddrudde]

normalicemos llorar porq estamos al límite

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[cyannas]

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[birdasaurus]

Rediscovering my Tumblr archives has been a joy, a return to a simpler time. It's wild to remember how much has shifted since the pre-Instagram days, especially around 2016 when it felt like everyone suddenly became a "photographer."

I miss the simplicity of people sharing small, quiet moments—a cozy coffee shop corner, a glimpse of someone's room—before influencers and the race for engagement transformed everything. Instagram reels turned authenticity into sensationalism, and somewhere along the way, we all started chasing.

Recently, I woke up feeling detached from IG, craving a rewind, a slower pace. I realized I want more of that—simple living.

I used to think I was above following trends, and while I don’t believe I was caught up in fads, I can see now how I got swept up in LA's relentless pace.