Serendipity

"And through the carnival we watch them go round and round. All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns" Looking for a pen-friend. INTP. Love from 🇮🇳

[nikswonderland]

beach by the town —

[thoughtkick]

“I want to leave, I’ll probably stay another year. It’s hard to leave when absolutely nothing’s clear.”

— Lana Del Rey

[s4nctum]

“through the window”

2008

[bhloomest]

[kundalini33-deactivated20260510]

If someone told me this, I’d prob cry

[cottaegecore]

sylvia plath

[fiere-violet]

The ‘Dance of the Wilis’ Giselle by Ran Chilipye

[dancingelvenfangirl-blog]

Man-killing dancer ghost women! Ballet y'all

[thoughtkick]

“Never give up on something that you can’t go a day without thinking about.”

— Winston Churchill

[redlipstickresurrected]

Hulutotoz aka 葫芦头头子 (Chinese based China) - Untitled, 2024, Paintings: Digital Art

[primulaceas]

Naomi Shihab Nye, “Sifter.” A Maze Me: Poems for Girls

[vanpeltfoto]

Everything felt impossibly distant, except the slow rhythm of chewing, the salt air, and the sound of the sea reminding me how far I’d come. And how nothing here expected anything from me.

I stood there longer than I meant to. The sea was far, but close — wrapped in the wind, spilling into the stillness like a memory. The cows didn’t care who I was. The land asked nothing from me. And in that quiet, I thought of someone.

How some places don’t heal, but they hum, and if you’re still enough, they start to sing.

You know the word. You know the song.

(Photo: d.)

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[inkpressedpetals]

[allthingseurope]

Andorra (by Franco)

[jasmindas]

[thecollectibles]

Art by Kamura

[titsay]

i wish we had more time

[martasundays]

Nostalgia for childhood feels like chasing sunlight through golden fields, where time moved slower and wonder filled the air—running barefoot, chasing fireflies, and dreaming without limits. It’s the warmth of fading light, the scent of rain on summer grass, and the magic of a life unburdened by time.

Though those days fade into the past, their essence lingers—a gentle ache, a whispered reminder of a time when life was simple, and every moment held the promise of something extraordinary.

[rainie-is-seasonchange]

A carpet of cosmos.

Nagasaki, Japan.