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Janaina Medeiros
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Keni
Mike Driver

@theartofmadeline
NASA
Monterey Bay Aquarium
we're not kids anymore.
Show & Tell
i don't do bad sauce passes

#extradirty

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
ojovivo
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Claire Keane
Game of Thrones Daily
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@splendid-circumstance
Craving affection badly
they’re in a book club
Glasswing butterfly
Oak Creek flowing through Slide Rock, Oak Creek Canyon, Arizona.
─ Art in details│Painted by Abraham Janssens & Karel Dujardin.
Aaliyah’s self titled album inside details
One last photo dump for the sake of reminiscing
española, new mexico. june 2020
© tag christof
“Seeking joy has been an active practice, because joy doesn’t come easily for me. I’m prone to long periods of fog, as you’ve called it, and if I don’t seek (and make) light, I would stay in it even longer, would possibly never emerge. I swear by keeping routines, which includes taking care of my body—eating enough, sleeping and waking at regular times, getting fresh air, that sort of thing. I also put limits on things that smother my joy; for me, this is primarily the internet, which provides endless messaging that I am not doing enough, am not good enough, and just generally steals my attention and energy, which I would prefer to use on things which nourish me. I believe in the power of creating small joys, instead of waiting for a big one to arrive miraculously in your life. I made a list of these joys so I can refer to it when I’m deeper in the fog, like a menu to order from. 100 joys. They’re simple, but effective—things like bubble baths, calling a friend, dancing, buying flowers, eating dark chocolate, a cup of tea. Some months, I have to challenge myself to meet a quota, when I’m feeling very down. It helps. Little step after little step. Little light after little light.”
— Leila Chatti, from an interview with Sneha Subramanian Kanta in Parentheses Journal, Issue 10
I miss being in someone’s arms…all of that. I miss intimacy.
don’t know if that’s pathetic or what.
Ugh
Radically trying to accept the past. Mistakes. Disrespect is all the closure I need. I tell myself. But I get upset too, I resent I know it’s bad. But it’s not right to waste time. Someone’s time. We are all here briefly…fleeting…everything is fleeting…I try to stand in the sun a bit longer. For those who can’t anymore.
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Not honest enough
To hold space
For true feelings
I regret my darkest days
For some would wish to stand in the sun
A moment more.
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I know better
Much better
Than to make homes of people
But I admit that you’re arms
Were my favorite place to hide
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Hold someone you love if you can.
Grief is a bitch.
And my stream of consciousness is over now. I’m feeling a lot better.
I know nobody looks at this shit.
Im in arms because I miss being in love.
I don’t know.
Is it really too much to want someone around for the good and the bad?
My heart is honestly broken.
I miss having someone.
Lidia Yuknavitch, from The Chronology of Water: A Memoir
Moki Karlsson Cherry and Neneh Cherry in their home in Gamla Stan, Stockholm, late 1960s
anyways
Im lost and sad
And redownloaded this app