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Hope is a fickle, dangerous thing. It steals your focus and aims it toward the possibilities instead of keeping it where it belongs - on the probabilities. || Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

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@lovesdaya

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@lovesdaya

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Manifesting

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A happy little goose!! 

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we got into our airbnb last night and saw this photo in the kitchen cubby

went to sit outside for awhile and the man himself arrived to greet us

he was hands down the best host I’ve ever met

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Picking myself apart for years, to the smallest imperfect detail, so I could no longer look like a human in my own eyes and can finally call myself a monster, that doesn’t deserve to live on earth.

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Let me kiss you till your overthinking stops

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Swedish summer is like a fresh breath on the skin, running shivers down the spine. Sun touching the soul, warming up what is left from the cruel winter. The feeling of grass stroking between your toes while you walk through the change of seasons.