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i love you green. i love you forests. i love you smell of damp earth. i love you feeling before the storm breaks. i love you moss. i love you rivers. i love you streams. i love you thunderstorms. i love you sunlight shining through leaves.

bingqiv

sarah winchester when she sees the ghoul bois pull up for the THIRD time

misogynistcatgirl

I know we are all like "people in caveman times would drill holes in their head to relieve headaches" andwe go oh that's so stupid that's so dumb but like. then I get a headache and I'm like.ooooh I get it I get it. Grug prepare the drill.

olreid

the best way i can describe having chronic pain symptoms that are triggered by the routines which make up daily life is like. if sisyphus rolled the boulder up the hill every day knowing that not only is it going to roll back down immediately, but also and crucially that when it does it'll roll directly over him, flattening him like a pancake. like oh not only do i have to do this meaningless activity but it's gonna actively hurt and harm me and make my life worse in every way? ok sick just wanted to make sure

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A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN (2022 - ) S01E02 · Find The Gap

neoyorzapoteca

Mary Oliver, Long Life: Essays and Other Writings

flowerytale

“Those dark eyes did so implore me” ― Power Of Love by Anne Brontë

Andrea Zanatelli’s artworks, featured in “Love Is Enough: Poetry Threaded with Love”

forlornpariahs

can songs stop being time capsules? (I love you.) i don't need to be reminded of certain things (thank you for reminding me where I've come from), I don't want to think about those people (they've been irreplaceable in my growth), I don't want that melody to tell me I used to be happier (that melody reminds me of when I was a naïve child), I don't want to time travel every time I listen to that bridge (I'm afraid I'll never want to come back.)

thevastnessof

/sees fossils of older dinosaur and baby dinosaurs intertwined in a way that implies the adult died crouching over the nest trying to protect them from a natural disaster/ oh my god it died crouching over the nest trying to protect them from a natural disaster 😭

thevastnessof

it’s about the permanency of an act made in love (or the closest thing they could experience) by an individual animal that existed before our farthest human ancestors ever walked the earth. love is real and time didn’t let them be forgotten

morriganwarrior

If I remember correctly, in Pompeii, there is a woman trying to shield a child with her own body and there is a man like 2-3 feet away, with his back to the doorway and arms outstretched like he was a second away from shielding the woman and child. It may have been a grandmother and her neighbor shielding the grandson, or a mother shielding her daughter as her husband ran to her, or even two elder siblings rushing to protect the baby. While we do not know the specifics, we know two people cared so much about somebody else that when it seemed the world was on fire and the gods had abandoned them, they were still willing to die trying to save someone else.

I think about that every so often.

knifekris

of course its month of the year again. its fucking always month of the year around here

dailykafka

- July 1, 1913

- The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-1913

[ID: July 1. The wish for an unthinking, reckless solitude. To be face to face only with myself. End ID]

razorshapes

Jessica Auer - Meadow (2010-12)

“After learning that my name roughly translates as ‘from the meadow’, I embarked on a European journey to investigate the landscape that my name is derived from. ”