𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
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𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
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Catherine Gildiner, Good Morning, Monster: Five Heroic Journeys to Emotional Recovery
the only toxic relationship I had signed for is with this dynamite, she likes to eat grass and then vomit and make me do the extra work other than clearing her poop. @live_with_livvy #cat #cats #catmemes #catlovers #catloversclub #catlife #catoftheworld #catlove #catoftheday #catphoto #catinstagram #catofinstagram #vsco https://www.instagram.com/p/CTCy1oohwD4/?utm_medium=tumblr
everyday couldn't be just good, this day was ( also, taking a collumn to appreciate the guy in the next slide for being the sunshine for me ) (will be posting day's pictures more often) #vsco #vscoedit #memory (at Instahut_family_restaurant) https://www.instagram.com/p/CS9aNElB5Ju/?utm_medium=tumblr
Some of us aren't happy where we are heading, some of us are happy about where we are heading, some of us are busy with life, some of us are fed up, we don't feel we are heard, we don't feel we are celebrated, we don't feel we are loved, some of us are happy that we are heard, celebrated and loved. We are not able to catch up with our friends because all of us are struggling to make ourselves happy in life, all of us are striving to make our careers better, some of us are waiting for promotions, some of us are busy launching our dream company, some of us striving to graduate and some of us are struggling to make relationships better. We are indulged in our lives, away from the human connection called friendship. This friendship day I chose to listen to my friends about their situations in life. I feel we all need a listener in our lives. I became one today. Happy Friendship Day 💛 https://www.instagram.com/p/CSCdwbRBFLG/?utm_medium=tumblr
(excuses) - Charles Bukowski #poetrycommunity #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetry #writingprompts #prompt #writersofinstagram #aestheticphotography #aesthetic #aestheticedits #aesthetics #vscogram #vsco #wildlifeplanet #wildflowers #instagram #insta #instalikes #july https://www.instagram.com/p/CR8ExTpnhlI/?utm_medium=tumblr
heart like wildflowers >> I hope you are blessed with a heart like a wildflower. @nikita_gill #poetrycommunity #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetry #writingprompts #prompt #writersofinstagram #aestheticphotography #aesthetic #aestheticedits #aesthetics #vscogram #vsco #wildlifeplanet #wildflowers #instagram #insta #instalike (at Wildflower) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRvE-L0LUcA/?utm_medium=tumblr
'The sea encircles the story in a brilliant ebb and flow' - Rachel Billington • What is the meaning of life? That was all- a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one. •For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures. • She felt... how life, from being made up of little separate incidents which one lived one by one, became curled and whole like a wave which bore one up with it and threw one down with it, there, with a dash on the beach. •Beauty was not everything. Beauty had this penalty — it came too readily, came too completely. It stilled life — froze it. Book- To the Lighthouse Author - Virginia Woolf #bookstagram #bookfound #book #books #bookshelf #bookworm #aesthetic #vsco #booklover #quotestagram #quotesaboutlife #read (at To the Lighthouse) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRqW_sxrbCa/?utm_medium=tumblr
I am shamelessly going to dump old pictures which I was supposed to post earlier on. But hey, this is nature spam. #july #months #aestheticphotography #naturephotography #nature #naturelovers #naturelover #greenery #green (at Burudi Dam , Ghatshila) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRTibfcrJ97/?utm_medium=tumblr
Traditions are not solely, or even primarily the maintainence of certain dogmatic beliefs; these beliefs have come to take their living form in the course of the formation of a tradition. ~Eliot (today) It is that time of the sems, you follow me because you wanted the academia side. This is a treat. #academia #academy #academicwriting #academias #darkacademia #aesthetic #film #filmphotography #aestheticphotography #literaryhistory #literature #literaturequotes #art #academiaaesthetic #tumblr #pinterest #tumblraesthetic #goth https://www.instagram.com/p/CREx6DordOm/?utm_medium=tumblr
golden hour moments with my dynamo @live_with_livvy #hashtag #aesthetic #art #artwork #aestheticphotography #aesthetictumblr #darkacademia #darkacademiaaesthetic #deadpoetssociety #literaturequote #ghilbi #vscocam #poetry #poetsofinstagram #prequel #story #word #notebook #captions #instagram #egirlmakeup #egirl #indie #indieaesthetic #grunge https://www.instagram.com/p/CQajuy3Lp3S/?utm_medium=tumblr
we are all museums of fear. #poetsofinstagram #hashtag #poem #aesthetic #art #artwork #poetryporn #aestheticphotography #aesthetictumblr #artistsofinstagram #academia #darkacademia #darkacademiaaesthetic #deadpoetssociety #literaturequote #ghilbi #vscocam #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #prequel #story #word #notebook #captions #instagram #reviewblogger https://www.instagram.com/p/CQNh6zHL452/?utm_medium=tumblr
Dumping immoderate situation ✨ #vscogirl #egirl #aesthetic #vsco #vscofilter #vscogood #instagood #instadaily #instagrammers #instafashion #instapic #likeforlikes #likeforlikeback #igers #ootd #fashion #darkacademia #academia (at Down Town) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQBODbyrkD1/?utm_medium=tumblr
03/04/21 sleepless nights/ smoking lungs out/ melancholic nights. #poetsofinstagram #hashtag #poem #aesthetic #art #artwork #poetryporn #aestheticphotography #aesthetictumblr #artistsofinstagram #academia #darkacademia #darkacademiaaesthetic #deadpoetssociety #literaturequote #ghilbi #vscocam #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #prequel #story #word #notebook #captions #instagram #review https://www.instagram.com/p/CPmoEGfrJDr/?utm_medium=tumblr
There is another sky ~ Emily Dickinson There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin, Never mind silent fields - Here is a little forest, Whose leaf is ever green; Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been; In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum: Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come! [P.S - captured the different evening sky while travelling to places and some after heavy may shower] (at SKY) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPR4CLYLkxz/?utm_medium=tumblr
Before Sunrise 1995 The unknown encounters are the surprising beautiful moments with a stranger in an unknown land. You are introduced to the person's emotional face, you get to know the heart, you get to know the soul, you get to know the beauty of the individual's mind. Nothing is more special than the art within the person's soul. Sharing dialogues I loved from Before Sunrise ~ Celine: If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing, something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed .... but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt. Celine: I always feel this pressure of being a strong and independent icon of womanhood, and without making it look my whole life is revolving around some guy. But loving someone, and being loved means so much to me. We always make fun of it and stuff. But isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more? Celine: I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt. Jesse: You know what drives me crazy? It's all these people talking about how great technology is, and how it saves all this time. But, what good is saved time, if nobody uses it? If it just turns into more busy work. You never hear somebody say, "With the time I've saved by using my word processor, I'm gonna go to a Zen monastery and hang out". I mean, you never hear that. Celine: When you talked earlier about after a few years how a couple would begin to hate each other by anticipating their reactions or getting tired of their mannerisms-I think it would be the opposite for me. I think I can really fall in love when I know everything about someone-the way he's going to part his hair, which shirt he's going to wear that day, knowing the exact story he'd tell in a given situation. I'm sure that's when I know I'm really in love. #aesthetic #movies #film #quotes #goodmorning #90s #literaturequotes https://www.instagram.com/p/CPKWfHYLJdx/?utm_medium=tumblr
Grave of the Fireflies 1988 A long lost want for love and care, a scene that sweeps away the life out of your heart. I felt a part of me died when Seita sat there sitting watching his sister’s dead body burn. Everything we hold dear to one day will burn into ashes and will fly away with the setting of the sun in the horizon. I haven’t been mesmerized with the melancholy that my heart bought me and turned me into something I knew is the reality yet grasped a part of me into the sadness of the heart. I have experienced the love and have experienced the loss of love, I know the pain, the void brings you. The desire for having your parents with you, the desire for having your loved ones near, the desire for being able to see everyone safe at this moment is the only desire you wish never loses. We expect to win, like the fruit drop that brings strength to Setsuko, every time she has one inside her mouth. We expect to live through this every time we are reminded of death. Death has always been the snatcher, but something enormous that snatches our loved ones from us is the death of the heart. I feel the death of emotions kill you before you take your last breathe. I feel a part of me died when I felt emotions die. I will always ask this question, like Setsuko did, “why do fireflies die so early?” #ghilbi #vscocam #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #prequel #story #word #notebook #captions #instagram #review https://www.instagram.com/p/CPFByfergWV/?utm_medium=tumblr