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A whisper in the wind.
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The first gravestone of Se.
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Had a debate with a friend and now I gotta know
please reblog for larger sample size, my friend bet me no one would say Gimli and I wanna prove her wrong
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Hélène Guinepied (French, 1883–1937)
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(by Robert Prehn)
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i was re-watching ‘maya angelou: still i rise’ & lost my mind & heart during this reading of ‘the mask’ so i decided to record + upload for anyone who would also like to be brought to tears. 
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people are way too comfortable being dismissive of children and teenagers. if a toddler comes up to you and starts explaining skibidi toilet lore or if a 13 year old asks you if you want to hear about their mha ocs you have to listen with utmost sincerity or at least pretend to. this is the only way you will get into heaven.
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Stars
by Louise Glück
I’m awake; I am in the world — I expect no further assurance. No protection, no promise.
Solace of the night sky, the hardly moving face of the clock.
I’m alone — all my riches surround me. I have a bed, a room. I have a bed, a vase of flowers beside it. And a nightlight, a book.
I’m awake; I am safe. The darkness like a shield, the dreams put off, maybe vanished forever.
And the day — the unsatisfying morning that says I am your future, here is your cargo of sorrow:
Do you reject me? Do you mean to send me away because I am not full, in your word, because you see the black shape already implicit?
I will never be banished. I am the light, your personal anguish and humiliation. Do you dare send me away as though you were waiting for something better? There is no better. Only (for a short space) the night sky like a quarantine that sets you apart from your task.
Only (softly, fiercely) the stars shining. Here, in the room, the bedroom. Saying I was brave, I resisted, I set myself on fire.
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Poipu, Kaua'i, Hawai'i
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You live in a house decorated according to your url. What does it look like
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bee in jar by Molly Brodak
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Wordle 1 019 2/6
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Greenery Abundance, Nanjing -- September 29th, 2023
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Red river hog
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Something that I first applied to working with children, and have applied in a limited form to working with adults: you don't need to tell someone when they read your instructions wrong. Sometimes it's enough to point out what they did right and then whatever they didn't do? You ask them to do it in more precise words, and you make it sound like it's a new request. Remarkable how fast things get done this way.
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