Truly Is Pleasantly Odd How Ever Clear It Is The Room That Will Eternally And Effortlessly Exist In My

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P.D. Mood boards aren't back, but I've got some queued because I was stressed and needed a release...

Couldn’t be more true in my own opinion and throughout the experiences of my own life

There is a certain kind of pain in holding on too tightly—to people, to dreams, to the past. We convince ourselves that if we grip hard enough, we can stop time, prevent endings, rewrite fate. But life was never meant to be held—it was meant to be felt, like the wind slipping through our fingers, like the tide kissing the shore before retreating into the vast unknown. We mourn what leaves, forgetting that not all departures are tragedies. Some things must end so we can begin again. Some loves are only meant to teach us, not stay. And maybe that is the greatest lesson: to love without possession, to dream without demand, to live without fear of the inevitable goodbye. Because in surrender, we find peace. In letting go, we find freedom. And maybe, just maybe, the things meant for us will find their way back home—not because we held on, but because we finally let them breathe on their own.

When I shut my eyes I’m trying to envision and obtain self compassion, what I really want from life.

To be near the people who continue to grow dear to me, Uncrustables, and to preserve, protect, learn, and be one with beautiful, breath taking, more than I can comprehend, types of places such as this.

😮‍💨😍

Claude Monet

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Longwood Gardens, PA

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My kink is being incredibly gentle with her, being respectful, listening to her yapping all day and helping her discover her true self while being with her.

Daydreams of being in places as these with you, respectively and endearingly am working towards finding a way to make these dreams come true

by lind4893

This will never cease to erase all worries i have in life if its your hand and mine recreating this