pace-love-empathy
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Look these baby cats
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Look these baby cats
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Ilustración Rena Drago
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"Sos quién le da color a alguien tan oscuro como yo"
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part of my animated sketchbook! (from my ig)
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What I miss most is how you loved me. But what I didn't know was how you loved me had so much to do with the person I was. It was a reflection of everything I gave to you. Coming back to me. How did I not see that. You did I sit here soaking in the idea that no one else would love me that way. When it was I that taught you. When it was I that showed you how to fill. The way I needed to be filled. How cruel I was to myself. Giving you credit for my warmth simply because you had felt it. Thinking it was you who gave me strength. Wit. Beauty. Simply because you recognize it. As if I was already not these things before I met you. As if I did not remain all these once you left.
Milk and Honey - Rupi Kaur
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