don’t forget about everyday miracles: tasty food, good music, cozy blankets, fun adventures, midnight conversations. the bigger picture doesn’t matter if you can’t appreciate the little pieces.
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lie on the grass. let the ladybugs and caterpillars weave their way between your fingers. let your clothes get dirty. act weird, fill your palms with dirt. watch the birds flit through the trees, listen to their melodies. allow yourself to live fully, experience things that won’t immediately change you or your views. to live you must observe quietly, even if that means days will pass that you have little to show for.
shit i just want to go to like……. an isolated little town on the coast of like england where the waves crash against the cliffs and send up a spray and it’s always a little rainy and dreary and the green is so green with dew and life and the houses are small and cozy and always smell like baked bread and tea and it’s perpetually foggy outside and i can wear sweaters forever and read a book by the fireplace or out in the garden and it sort of just smells ancient and where everyone just minds their own business and life is good and once in a while i bike to the nearest village with a market and spend the day shopping around and maybe i’ll have a dog who likes to follow me around and we just….. live
doing cute domestic things with someone is so lovely. Like going shopping for groceries or waking up together and making breakfast or just doing your own thing and existing in the same space and being comfortable and happy together is the nicest thing.
how we act alone when we don’t feel like we have witnesses.. that is the genuine self.. me walking around my room punching the air talking to myself in a bad southern accent, that’s ME baby. you’re never going to know me like i know me. haha.
I made a Deltarune quiz for the heck of it
https://www.quotev.com/quiz/11458185/Which-Deltarune-character-are-you
If you take it, feel free to reblog with which character you got! I took it myself and got Ralsei 😛
i think what’s wrong with me is that i don’t live secluded in a hut in the woods. i don’t bang enough rocks against enough things. i just haven’t forged any swords.
I want a cottage with a stream behind it and a forest that goes for miles on and deer are seen peeking out from the branches. Tea is brewing and my garden’s flowers are blooming. I am at peace with the world and full of kindness.
life might suck right now, but trees love you and so do I
here’s the thing. in order to be a good person you have to be willing to change. you cant just ignore the constant criticism of others and never address the issues you have, ESPECIALLY if it hurts other people. you can still be known as a kind person with good intentions, but that doesn’t mean your perfect.