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I have come to comprehend the concept of being connected to everything, yet attached to nothing. It means entering a state of flow where I am free from expectations, individuals, and emotions. I allow whatever comes my way to unfold naturally, and I release what no longer serves me without resistance. This understanding allows me to navigate life's ups and downs effortlessly, embracing the transient nature of existence with a sense of peace and acceptance.
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habituated · 1 year
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love really is just "i am thinking of you. i will ask you if you are okay. i remember your favorite flavor of tea. i want to talk to you. i hope your mother is well. i will read to you. i like your laugh. this perfume gives you a headache. i want to help you. i will sit next to you. i got you the chocolate you like. your eyes have gold in them. i think you'd like this book. i miss you when you aren't here." isn't it
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habituated · 3 years
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habituated · 3 years
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If you’re not using your femininity to get ahead in life wyd sis
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habituated · 3 years
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habituated · 3 years
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high standards are pure. protection from unhappiness. nothing wrong with wanting best for yourself.
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habituated · 3 years
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if I ever die I just want to let you know that I did not live my life in vain. I am grateful for the life I have ever had.
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habituated · 3 years
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when I was younger, I used to think true love was tumultuous and intense. but now, I feel like real love is gentle. passionate in a soft, sweet way. not fireworks and drama, but a love that’s like coming home, the breeze on a still summer day. a balm to the aches of the world.
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