remember the softest days. remember the songs humming on the radio while you were with your best friends. remember the compliments about your pretty eyes, the times you laughed while crying and the most loving hugs. remember the dogs that ran up to see you, the color of people’s eyes in the sunlight, the way you felt when you watched your favorite film for the first time. remember your best achievements and the way you grew from your saddest evenings. your life is much more beautiful than you perceived when you remember all of the good things.
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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.
my favorite emotion is when someone does something kinda foolish and all you can say is “i love you” in response
You gotta date someone u can have fun at a grocery store with
Gentleness is so important. Gentleness of the heart. Gentleness of the spirit. Gentleness in one’s aura. Gentleness in one’s own motivations and actions. Gentleness that is both embodied and practiced.
If you think someone’s shirt is cool, tell them! If you think your friend is beautiful, tell them! If you love someone’s art, tell them! Speak goodness into the world, it is time to stop suppressing kind thoughts.
december
soft snow landing on eyelashes, peaceful evenings sipping rose water tea, feeling whole in solitude, wrapped in blankets, daydreams of fairytale endings, cotton skies, cute plans to travel and become better
Shoutout to all my ladies who are recognizing themselves as creatives, artists, writers, painters, poets, sculptors, songwriters, illustrators.. shoutout to all the ladies awakening to their own creativity and understanding we’re not just muses we are living art and artists and have space to express this art. We’re releasing the need to ask for permission, we are doing what we’ve dreamed of because we dreamed it and it’s ours.
