mothvhs:

the fact that time passes and things change and people leave and you can only go back to a place physically and you will never be 14 15 16 again………….. i don’t understand how we are meant to endure that

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medievalcore:

fuck every other personality test, reblog this with your sign and whether you were better at algebra or geometry

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flowerais:

love is found in: plush toys on a bed, a warm cup of tea, a peeled clementine, a packed lunchbox, beams of light through forests, books with scribbles in them, books that were tenderly cared for, the street you grew up in, long text messages, sunsets you’ll always remember, a shared piece of chocolate, a glass of water on your bedside table, a drawing that took five hours, flowers and fruit trees blooming in a garden, poetry and old diary entries, book excerpts you kept, the local library, the sun’s warmth, braided hair in the morning, hour-long phone conversations, recording random moments, a full picnic basket, pressed flowers, waiting at the same place every time for someone, a shared umbrella, goodnights and long goodbyes, remembering fondly, happy meals, a light breeze on a summer day, a bowl of heartwarming soup, studio ghibli movies, places you know you’ll never go to again, albums you loved when you were 13, birthday cards, singing songs together, origami puffy stars, a hand-knitted scarf, dappled shade under trees, genuine smiles, watching the clouds, a bowl of rice, decade-old photo albums, ripples of moon’s glow on the ocean, a cat sleeping in a warm patch of grass

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