Angels exist
It’s the hair for me. 💝
sorry for acting so strange & irregular it will happen again
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“sometimes, all you can do is love yourself a little more than you loved yourself yesterday, and that is more than enough.”
— iambrillyant
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Thinking about how the world is colored by our connections to other people. Small details in life that would mean nothing to us otherwise. For me, it’s things like how car haulers will always remind me of my grandfather, how papayas will always remind me of my high school best friend. I can’t help but think of my sister when I hear certain songs. Tulips are my favorite flower because they’re the reason for one of my first memories with my grandmother.
The people we know, have known, will know breathe life into our existence. The way we see the world is underpinned by the people in it with us. We’re not meant to do this alone. We were never meant to be in this alone
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“Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.”— Reyna Biddy
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i just get stuck. halfway between things, invisible rules come between my fingers. i have 2 important things to do today; i am doing neither. i am frozen. i want to get up to do one or at least do something, but there’s a rule i’m not following, because i don’t know it yet. i’m just not allowed to get up. i don’t like being here. i feel scattered, raw. it’s like living inside a sunburn. every move is the wrong one.
how can you explain that to someone. i am a person with so many strengths and so much love. but i can’t get up yet. i don’t know why. i just …. get stuck.
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