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One Nice Bug Per Day
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NASA
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çĽćĽ / Permanent Vacation
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izzy's playlists!
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Game of Thrones Daily
Cosimo Galluzzi
sheepfilms
i don't do bad sauce passes
Peter Solarz
Mike Driver

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đľđđđđđđđ˘ đš, đˇđżđ¸đ¸ đđđ đłđđđđđđ đžđ đľđđđđŁ đşđđđđ, đˇđżđˇđş-đˇđżđ¸đš
healing is hard, but even more than that, it is worth it
It's hard when you want to heal and don't want to heal at the same time.
I feel bad being so conflicted đĄ
reminder (mostly to myself but also you if you need it): not healing can feel so safe, because itâs become your comfort zone. itâs okay to feel like that before you are ready to heal.
Reblog daily for health and prosperity.
big loud incorrect buzzer noise that plays after every social interaction i have
Children of God, Mary Doria Russell
ummmmm what do i find enjoyable again
AnaĂŻs Nin, House of Incest (originally published in 1936)
Paintings by Jason Limon
Death and the Girl, painting by Frans Van Kuyck (1852 - 1915)
Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1913, featured in Letters To Felice
But then I bite you upon approach
Art by Worry Lines
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every time i get close to someone i feel like a stray dog trying to live in a house. like i donât know where to put my body or how loud iâm allowed to be.
âPlease dont expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.â
â Sylvia Plath