#passiton

[princessmishka22]

I have this #toonenough #multipleanimatorproject open:

youtu.be/y7dDium29VU

If there's anyone out there sees this; I'll need your help. Please check the video description descriptions for more detail info, thank you for reading me!💕

-💖Mish💖

#BullyingPreventionAwareness

[xoaspiewriterxo]

Your friendly reminder

- you’re loved

- you’re important

- you’re not defined by other people’s opinions

- you deserve happiness

- you’re not worthless

- you’re not a freak

- you’re not a disappointment

[primusdemoniccreatrix]

Dandelion

(Whoever reads this, please know you are a) always deserving of love, b) always valid and c) you belong; you own the space you occupy. Everyone is a flower in this crazy garden of life and even if you think you're an unwanted flower, you're a real flower and you are wanted in this garden)

You're a flower no one wanted.

They told me that often. Eventually, I watched all the 'real' flowers around me grow, their petals white, pink, red, blue, lavender, purple, yellow, orange, cream, and many more colours. I sat under a few of them, and people called me 'Dandelion'. More often, they called me 'weed'.

I came to know early on I was disliked, and not part of a *true* garden. It saddened me how easily the other flowers were watered and picked, gushed over, while people despised me, the weed: the unsightly, the lament of a gardener. I was little watered, yet I thrived. They didn't like that.

I've been torn out of many gardens, my thistles detested, my existence a sign of apocalypse.

I never understood why they detested my thorns while loving the roses', but I suppose it was more appealing. I kept growing; a flower is a flower, and it must grow. Maybe I might look nice someday?

None wanted the weed flower.

I began to lose hope, but carried on growing, unable to do anything else. I grew, I was meant to grow.

I didn't like being here, where I was disturbing the flowers who whispered over me that they didn't like my small petals, my thistle leaves, my stalk. I wish I could leave.

After a while, the thorns pierce you.

I wished, more than anything, I could be a flower. I tried being brighter, more pretty, but I was, still a dandelion.

I was never going to be a flower.

Alas, I was fated to be a weed, detested, unwanted. I don't know why I bloomed.

One day, a small hand caressed my petals, and cooed over me, the young one unwilling to leave the garden without me.

'But it's a weed!' the mother reasoned.

'nuh! Flowe!' cried the child, stomping his foot before smiling and kissing my petals.

I grew proudly with no regrets from then on, the boy growing too, and I will always treasure the boy who supported me as a flower.

[wise-emperor]

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[thebackwoodslife]

Congrats to Stockton Hurlburt on his youth season gobbler in Florida yesterday! #turkeyseason #florida #youthseason #weekend #turkeyhunting #backwoodslife #passiton (at Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMZn9udFSnr/?igshid=475mj6wjnd1s

[captiveape]

Pass It On; Day 1150 of Chimp A Day. . . . #passiton #chimpanzee #crosshatching #engraving #illustration #digitalart #colourful #daily #ape #art #instaart #artoftheday #adobeillustrator #photoshop #portrait #animalart #lowbrowart #popart #artoftheday #blackandwhite #GreatApe #vector #vectorart https://www.instagram.com/p/CGADoTpA9ld/?igshid=11jzm4sw8vmyh

[thembambuyisa]

Portrait of Glody for Brentwood Africa.

Photography Themba Mbuyisa

[tessarielwright]

I need to know the best new horror films...ready set go! I want to be scared lol 🖤🦇🤍