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so, i’m going to have to retire this blog!

no big, long text but the fact of the matter is, i have a weird ex—that i honestly find quite frightening—that i feel is using my blog to check up on me and i’ve become increasingly uncomfortable with it. i regret sharing it with them, but it is what it is, i was young. we actually got a restraining order last year but there have been some unfortunate issues. i’ll let mutuals know where to find me and i’ll keep this one archived for asks and that sort of thing from anyone that wants to keep up, but i think i’m going to turn off anon, and i won’t be answering any asks from seldom used or new blogs with unclear owners(no photos or identifying info etc). it may take me a while to get around to asks also as i won’t be logged into this blog very often, but i think that needs to be okay as it’s a move that feels necessary and ultimately right for me!

i’ve really loved this blog and it’s sideblogs and the people that i met here, i’ve met so many hilarious, creative, beautiful and insightful people and have seen so many breathtaking things through you all. thank you for sticking it out w/ me! i think it’s time i make this move to feel like i can move freely in these kinds of spaces and share what i’d like to share. (obv i’ll be leaving the sideblogs/all associated blogs too) for now, i’m going to focus on my wedding, my work and my friends, and then hopefully build a fresh, new and completely separate blog when the time’s right. take care and be safe!

- belle ♥️

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do things from love, not for love

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don’t love that we lost the option to post things privately on the app, like... why tho

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George Seferis, tr. by Edmund Keeley, from Collected Poems; “The House Near The Sea,”

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Gandria, Switzerland (by Marite Toledo)

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[[MORE]] i still can’t believe that i’m gonna be married by my next birthday

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It smells and sounds like spring 

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