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bosomkind · 1 year
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*through gritted teeth* you are not a child taking a test with the purpose of getting the highest score, you are an adult trying new things and finding ways to enjoy your life, make mistakes, be a beginner, be mediocre, be where you need to be, be unlikeable, just. be.
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bosomkind · 1 year
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Kedi (2016) dir. Ceyda Torun
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bosomkind · 1 year
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i love tumblr because there's always someone who knows how to express what i feel better than me
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bosomkind · 1 year
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“i feel like i have no purpose” You are not a fixed entity. You do not have one grand, singular, constant purpose. As long as you have genuine intent behind your actions, everything you do serves a purpose. As long as you are truly present, you notice that everything contributes to a greater whole. You do not need to dedicate yourself endlessly to one practice to achieve a purpose; allow yourself to oscillate freely between them all. Experiment. You are not one dimensional: treat yourself as such.
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bosomkind · 1 year
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The most wholesome thing I've ever seen today.
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bosomkind · 1 year
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"damn I'm crying over an insect" "why am I having such strong feelings over how the sky looks" "it's weird how happy this small thing made me feel" THAT'S BECAUSE YOU LIVE HERE!!!! you live on this earth. everything all the time is an experience, no matter how common or mundane. this world is unique. so are its small moments. it is good to enjoy a tiny thing. you love the world even at its smallest scale.
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Everglow (2020) ‘빛나는 순간’ dir. So Joon-moon
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bosomkind · 1 year
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the girlies reading
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bosomkind · 1 year
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never underestimate the healing power of a patch of sunlight
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bosomkind · 1 year
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you know that feeling when you’re out in nature at 5 or 6am and everything’s still quiet and the air still smells like night time and it’s fresh so you shiver a bit but then slowly the first rays of sun peak over the edge of the earth and everything is bathed in foggy, golden light and you just stand there watching the earth awaken.. if that’s not soothing idk what is
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bosomkind · 1 year
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A gentle path in the marsh
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bosomkind · 1 year
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what do you miss from your childhood?
I miss the vibrancy of color and I miss the way time would stretch infinitely on warm summer days. I miss believing my parents would never die. I miss waking up from a long nap and listening to my mom listening to the radio in the kitchen. I miss sleeping over at my grandma’s house and the lingonberry porridge she would make me for breakfast. I ate it while she went to get the mail and every time she came back with the newspaper I was secretly relieved. It felt like a miracle. I miss things coming back whole. I miss myself
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bosomkind · 1 year
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what do you miss from your childhood?
I miss the vibrancy of color and I miss the way time would stretch infinitely on warm summer days. I miss believing my parents would never die. I miss waking up from a long nap and listening to my mom listening to the radio in the kitchen. I miss sleeping over at my grandma’s house and the lingonberry porridge she would make me for breakfast. I ate it while she went to get the mail and every time she came back with the newspaper I was secretly relieved. It felt like a miracle. I miss things coming back whole. I miss myself
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bosomkind · 1 year
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if you are reading this i am sending you a small patch of sunlight for you to sit and relax on
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bosomkind · 1 year
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i think the thing that makes me the most emotional in life is the realization that everything i have and everything i see has been touched by other people. someone designed the logo of my favorite tea bags and someone decided which paintings should go in the calendar hanging on my wall. someone built the roof above my head and someone paved the street outside my house. someone made this pair of glasses specific for me, someone picked the pear i ate with my lunch and someone designed my favorite sweater. every book i read, every song i listen to, every film i watch, tens, if not hundreds of people had to be there to make it happen. even if i am alone, i am always surrounded by other human beings - a fact that makes my heart squeeze in on itself everytime i remember it.
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bosomkind · 1 year
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“I think when you spend enough time when it’s quiet around you and you don’t open your mouth for three or four days, there’s parts of your brain that can kind of rest. I think when we’re out in the world and we have to talk to people, we edit ourselves. You know, we have to like, act a little bit. As honest as we may be as humans, when we’re out here, we’re all kind of wearing mirrors on our faces. You know, constantly reacting to how to react to the people around you. And I think when you’re alone for a long enough time, you can feel a lot more peace.”
— Justin Vernon
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bosomkind · 1 year
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Go outside, look at the sky. I’m looking up at the same sky, so are millions of others, all at once. All together. Maybe things will be alright in the end.
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