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Sweet Seals For You, Always
cherry valley forever

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$LAYYYTER

if i look back, i am lost

shark vs the universe
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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@steppingstonee
Do you ever think about how beautiful it is that humans cared so much about the universe that they even protested for Pluto, a celestial object they have never even seen with their own eyes, never touched, and will likely never visit? They fought for something in the cosmos because that is what humans do. We create meaning from the things we choose to care about. We assign significance to distant stars, forgotten places, and tiny worlds drifting through the dark and not because they belong to us, but because we belong to a universe we can’t help but love. Please just think about that for a moment, think about how beautiful that is, that we can feel such enormities of love for something so unimaginably far away. We are creatures that turn existence into meaning simply by caring. 
“Entwined” at New Orleans Botanical Garden ☀ Lovers frozen in stone while plants plot their gentle takeover
the ultimate 2026 goal is to get off the damn phone
erin lecount, sweet fruit
I feel small and insignificant
Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma
Zine using words from square by mitski
A midcentury forest home in The Netherlands
not now honey, mommy’s yearning for something that once was and will never be again
I will follow your life until the day I die. Not in a stalker way but more of like every few months, years… check in. I’m checking to see if you’re still alive. I’ve lost so many in the last few years that you never know? You know? I’ve had to accept that our story ended, as much as I didn’t want it to. So I accept it, but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss you. I miss you always. Always. Always.
Happy holidays. I enjoyed the holiday we spent together. I wish we had more together.
Everyday.
everyday.
by Storm Thorgerson