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I’m happy

But what if I’m bored

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tumblr tuesday: stop and smell the flowers

So yesterday was…yesterday. But why should roses have all the fun? Let’s all just take a moment to stop the scroll, smell the flowers (metaphorically, at least), and maybe we can collectively dream spring into existence. (Southern Hemisphere, I’m sorry. You’re warm, and so this missive is not for you. But please enjoy the pretty art regardless).

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@humblbee​:

@gryffoon​:

@flowerishness​:

@histsciart​:

@japanese-plants​:

@havekat​:

@dame-nostalgique​:

@wahopuke5​:

@lilblueorchid​:

@nh-art​:

@jigwaltz​:

@maymaymakes​:

@swan-bones​:

@rabbitinthemeadow​:

@duxuebing​:

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JURASSIC PARK (1993) dir. Steven Spielberg

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& sometimes - you go back - and you find out they lied to you about their entire life - nice

sometimes i still think about what it’d be like. y’know, when you meet someone and you’re so sure. you’re so sure. (i didn’t know what it was like until it happened to me) you picture exactly how the rest of your life will go. you imagine the small conversations you’ll have in the mornings, before bed, you imagine the way you’ll call them to tell them to pick up milk on the way home, or grab you toilet paper....you think of the conversations you’ll have about your growing passions, your crazy ideas, or your funny coworkers. it’s crazy when life seems like it’s all going to fit together, you can see it all happening, you’re so sure...then it’s ripped out from under you. it all happens for a reason and you know that. you know it wasn’t meant to work out. you can even see how it’s better now. maybe you move on. maybe you love yourself harder. maybe you allow someone else to love you too. but sometimes, just sometimes, you still think about what it would be like if it had happened the way you were so sure it would

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i am not gay ~ first of all ehhhh ~

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& sometimes, you don’t let other people love you. sometimes, you panic and you sabotage it

i’m really so tumblr it hurts sometimes

sometimes i still think about what it’d be like. y’know, when you meet someone and you’re so sure. you’re so sure. (i didn’t know what it was like until it happened to me) you picture exactly how the rest of your life will go. you imagine the small conversations you’ll have in the mornings, before bed, you imagine the way you’ll call them to tell them to pick up milk on the way home, or grab you toilet paper....you think of the conversations you’ll have about your growing passions, your crazy ideas, or your funny coworkers. it’s crazy when life seems like it’s all going to fit together, you can see it all happening, you’re so sure...then it’s ripped out from under you. it all happens for a reason and you know that. you know it wasn’t meant to work out. you can even see how it’s better now. maybe you move on. maybe you love yourself harder. maybe you allow someone else to love you too. but sometimes, just sometimes, you still think about what it would be like if it had happened the way you were so sure it would

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y’know what i’ve decided i need?

an apology. that’s what i need, but i’ll never get.

learning to be okay with that is hard.

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sometimes i still think about what it’d be like. y’know, when you meet someone and you’re so sure. you’re so sure. (i didn’t know what it was like until it happened to me) you picture exactly how the rest of your life will go. you imagine the small conversations you’ll have in the mornings, before bed, you imagine the way you’ll call them to tell them to pick up milk on the way home, or grab you toilet paper....you think of the conversations you’ll have about your growing passions, your crazy ideas, or your funny coworkers. it’s crazy when life seems like it’s all going to fit together, you can see it all happening, you’re so sure...then it’s ripped out from under you. it all happens for a reason and you know that. you know it wasn’t meant to work out. you can even see how it’s better now. maybe you move on. maybe you love yourself harder. maybe you allow someone else to love you too. but sometimes, just sometimes, you still think about what it would be like if it had happened the way you were so sure it would

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if you can’t lose me then why’d you kick me to the curb

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Seeing isn’t believing. Believing is seeing. The Santa Clause (1994) Dir. John Pasquin

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Procrastination is just enjoying all the side quests in life while you delay the main quest story mission.

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Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961) dir. Blake Edwards

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some gentle aesthetics:

Nightfall: the shiver up your spine when you hear a line of a poem or song that hits too close to home, immaculate nails (but grinding your teeth), blushing at a sincere compliment, intense focus with a wrinkled brow, soft blankets and a warm fire place to curl up next to at the end of a hard day, a wry grin answers any challenge but you’re deeply afraid of failure (love, we’re all so proud of you, even when you aren’t perfect)

Coming home: falling asleep on someone’s shoulder, becoming entranced with a new book, a little heartbroken right now, soft and patient smiles in the face of exhaustion, vanilla-honey candles, sharing what you learned in therapy with your friends, unwavering trust in those you love, waking up in the middle of the night to a train going by, so afraid of the future but tries to grow anyways (you’re going to become who you need to be — but you’re worthy of love now)

Golden leaves: holding doors open for strangers with a genuine smile, kissing your best friend on the cheek in greeting and feeling heart-achingly warm for the first time all day, feeling rearranged down to your bones; things haven’t turned out the way you thought they would, the sting of the frozen morning air on your cheeks, waking up before the sun rises, calling someone you love for advice on something difficult (they are on your side—even through the worst)

Constellation: sleepless nights, snow on the ground and the clearest night sky, cups of warm tea, resting your head on your desk, putting on comfy clothes and getting to work, distancing yourself when you’re anxious, graceful and poised with a mind always in a flurry, handwritten notes to your friends, a cat bumping their head against you, falling apart a little but won’t stay down. (you’re not alone)

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Love how I always pile to do’s for each day and never accomplish all of them. A master of time management