Also this beautiful person w rainbow leave out twists walked up to me n my sibling to give us garnet and a beautiful sticker each

I feel like this is a banger..

The Lost Art of Feeling

warm fingers blrrrb

True me.. Tap-2433..

There is a massive difference between validating your feelings and licensing your behavior. Your feelings are always real, if you feel hurt, you feel hurt. But that reality doesn’t give you a license to act without integrity. We often confuse “being authentic” with “having no filter.”

But authentic responsibility is admitting, “I am feeling incredibly impatient right now,” and then choosing to…

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i AM going to see YVES

While the world is at war between Iran, America, and Israhel, there is a far greater war raging inside my heart. I feel sinful before God, yet I still find myself longing for him. Sometimes I feel as though I am no longer worth anything. I still miss you Nate….

Can’t handle these feeling .‘

“I am not real”

Τι νόημα έχει η Άνοιξη…

… αν δεν μπορείς να τη μοιράζεσαι…

‘Feeling so proud words cannot suffice’: Shashi Tharoor shares birthday call from Sanju Samson after T20 World Cup win | Cricket News - The Times of India

Sanju Samson and Kuldeep Yadav with the T20 World Cup trophy. (Pic credit: BCCI)

NEW DELHI: Congress MP Shashi Tharoor expressed his delight at Sanju Samson’s scintillating performances in India’s T20 World Cup triumph, revealing that the wicketkeeper-batter even called him on his birthday. Go Beyond The Boundary with our YouTube channel. SUBSCRIBE NOW!Tharoor took to X on Tuesday to share the…

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Reposting until I stop feeling.

for some reason my last wally post did a lot better than any of the previous ones i thought i’d never be able to get 1k notes in one post posting wally west fanfiction exclusively

Just a few more days away from forgetting.

I felt too much that I started feeling nothing

The Warmth of Elsewhere

home isn’t always the house you grew up in or the four walls you sleep in tonight. sometimes, it’s the quiet feeling of finally being understood. it’s a specific song, the smell of rain on pavement, or that one person who makes the whole world feel steady. it’s about finding those little pockets of peace where your soul can finally exhale. wherever you find your sanctuary today, hold onto it. <3

reblog if you’re still finding your way home and follow for more cozy thoughts and aesthetic escapism. ✨

Fucked up and took a nap

While I recognize the necessity for a basis of observed reality… true art lies in a reality that is felt.

— Odilon Redon (1840-1916), To Myself: Notes on Life, Art and Artists (George Braziller, 1986)