[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
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[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
god i love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home
Raphael Kirchner, Mayflyes, 1904.
Art Nouveau (Modern) style.
Colorful Layers of Sedimentary Rock (Valley of Fire, Nevada) by Sean Bagshaw.
Mary Oliver, from “Halleluiah” in Evidence
Robert Fowler
You’re not just healing for you. You’re healing for every version of you that never felt safe.
the tender invasions of spring—
Our love could blur the line between religion and obsession. You worship at my feet and I take care of you like the most devoted angel. We whisper prayers for only one another and answer with nothing but devotion on our tongues. I make every dream and fantasy you've had come true while you find the peace you've never had in the arms of the god you were born to worship.
I could make you my garden of eden.
When I think of little flowers that grow in grass, and little streams and places where we can lie and look up at the clouds—oh, I simply ache for them—for them with you.
Katherine Mansfield, in a letter to J.M. Murry, dated 20 February 1918
some of y’all never close your eyes in the sun and allow it to envelop you in feelings of peace and contentment and it shows
Anemoia- nostalgia for a time or place that you have never actually experienced or known...