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" We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten. "
― Cesare Pavese
📷 mine
#quote#cesare pavese#moments#cherish the moments#richness of life#beauty#philocalist#my photo#my life#my picture#my memories
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Your Life Is Your Story
March 29th, 2024
Life has taught me that I’m not always in control. Life is full of experiences, lessons, heartbreaks, and pain. However, it has also shown me love, beauty, possibilities, and new beginnings. Embrace them all. It makes us who we are and always remember after the storm comes a clear sky.
Always stay positive. Whatever you are feeling right now, if it is something that has caused you pain, it will pass. Time heals all wounds. Through these life lessons we are tested ~ our belief in ourselves, our strength to hold on, keeping our faith in God, and hoping that better days are coming.
Life is beautiful, if we chose to see it that way. Enjoy and cherish every moment you have as you will never know when it’s time to join Our Creator.
And always remember, your life is your story. Write it well. Edit it often, if needed.
#Mindset#Silence Speaks When Words Can't#Nightingale At Dawn Writes#Artsy Ally LB#Blog#Blogger#Personal Blog#Inspirational Words#deep thoughts#Tumblr#Pinterest#Food For Thought#Life#Struggles#Lessons Learned In Life#Power of Positivity#Time#Heals All Wounds#Better Days Are Coming#Believe In Yourself#Keep Moving#Keep The Faith#Never Lose Hope#Power of Prayer#Life Is Beautiful#Hopes and Dreams#Cherish The Moments#Your Life#Your Story#Write It Well
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Embrace the journey, cherish the moments, and dance through the chapters of life's beautiful chaos.
#motivation#self help#education#emotional maturity#self care#positive mental attitude#self improvement#spirituality#Embrace the journey#cherish the moments#and dance through the chapters of life's beautiful chaos.#LifeQuotes#LiveFully
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Happiness is Not a Destination, It is a Way of Life
Shaina Tranquilino
January 12, 2024
In our pursuit of happiness, we often fall into the trap of viewing it as an end goal or destination that we need to reach. We convince ourselves that once we achieve certain milestones or acquire specific possessions, only then will we find true happiness. However, this mindset overlooks the fact that happiness is not something external; instead, it is an internal state of being. In reality, happiness is not a destination but rather a way of life.
1. Embrace the Present Moment: One of the key aspects of understanding that happiness is a way of life is learning to embrace the present moment. Many individuals continuously postpone their happiness for some future event or accomplishment. However, by doing so, they miss out on the joy and beauty that exists in everyday life. Cultivating mindfulness and being fully present allows us to appreciate the small things and find contentment in every phase of our journey.
2. Shift Your Perspective: Happiness stems from within and can be cultivated through how we choose to perceive our surroundings and circumstances. By shifting our perspective towards gratitude and positivity, we open ourselves up to experience joy even during challenging times. Realizing that setbacks are merely opportunities for growth and that hardships teach valuable lessons enables us to maintain a positive outlook on life.
3. Focus on Relationships: Human connections are essential for leading a happy life. Building strong relationships and nurturing meaningful connections with others add depth and richness to our existence. Prioritizing quality time with loved ones helps create lasting memories filled with laughter, support, and love – all vital elements contributing to overall happiness.
4. Practice Self-Care: Self-care plays a crucial role in maintaining a fulfilling lifestyle focused on happiness. Taking care of your physical, mental, and emotional well-being should be prioritized regularly. Engage in activities that bring you joy – whether it's reading a book, practicing yoga, or indulging in a hobby. By investing time in self-care, you foster happiness within yourself, which positively impacts all aspects of life.
5. Seek Personal Growth: Another important aspect of embracing happiness as a way of life is committing to personal growth and self-improvement. Continuously seeking opportunities for learning and development allows us to expand our knowledge, skills, and perspectives. This pursuit not only brings a sense of accomplishment but also enhances our sense of purpose and fulfillment.
Happiness is not a destination that can be reached through external achievements or possessions; it is an ongoing journey that requires conscious effort and mindset shifts. By embracing the present moment, shifting our perspective, focusing on relationships, practicing self-care, and seeking personal growth, we can cultivate happiness as a way of life. Instead of waiting for happiness to find us at some distant point in the future, let us choose to live each day with gratitude, joy, and contentment – making happiness an integral part of our lives. Remember: true happiness is not found outside ourselves; it resides within us all along.
#happiness#happiness journey#life of joy#embrace the now#mindful living#find joy every day#positive mindset#gratitude attitude#authentic living#purposeful life#cherish the moments#happy heart#happiness is within#life fully#happiness is a choice#enjoy the process#journey to joy#mindfulness matters#create your happiness#simple pleasures#life lived well#be present#be happy#happy#choose happiness#happiness is a way of life
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For decades, the blank vision that Iudex Neuvillette wears near his heart has been subject to much discussion in Fontaine. Nobody remembers who it had once belonged to or why the ancient dragon protected it so jealously. It is said that if the Chief Justice would to stare at it for a long while, it would be sure to rain right after. Oh, how beloved that person must've been.
#genshin impact#genshin fanart#neuvillette#visions#wriolette#wriollette#neuvithesley#myart#sorry for the short drabble?#kasndkansd i have emotions over a simple thought i had#the tragedy for someone eternal to fall for someone who's here for only a brief moment eats away at me hhhh#it started with a funny thought of IF neuvillette needs to carry a fake vision for some reason after laughing at the archons for it#and then i remembered how people like kazuha would hold onto their loved one's masterless vision after they died#one thing led to another and now we have some wriolette angst with neuvillette cherishing wrio's masterless vision#after his inevitable passing#and idk if its just the traveller or if its even canon#but i like to think that neuv being a sovereign he would be able to hear the ambition of one's vision and maybe just maybe#he can use wrio's masterless vision to listen to his voice albeit ever so softly
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justice design concepts
#joy.jpg#anders#justice#justanders#dragon age#dragon age awakening#dragon age 2#dragon age origins#dao#daa#da2#art#fanart#artists on tumblr#digital art#clip studio paint#i think inviting someone else into your body permanently and doing away with any notion of privacy for the rest of your life is so intimate#you will never have a secret again. you will be entirely known to someone else. you will become their eyes their hands their home#and everything they know from that moment on will be colored by a lens of you. you are as inextricable as you are cherished#no one else will ever love you like that. no one else has the capacity to. is that okay?
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Tubbo (drunk in a vc): Oh my god I promise I'm not really homophobic. I literally think guys are kind of cool
Foolish: I'm almost positive you are homophobic
Tubbo: Do you really mean that ?.... I could show you otherwise if you want - oh my god I need to shut up oh my god oh my fucking god kill me
*everyone loses it*
#Foolish#Tubbo#THAT'S MY STREAMER#Lmaoooo#Qsmp clips#<- saving tag sorry#Clips to cherish#Tub my beloved#Mcyt#Tina#Etoiles#Tubbo moment#Mika's billboard bangers#Tubferal
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"my happiness started when I met rapmon hyung" for @jung-koook ♡
#kim namjoon#namjoon#jeon jungkook#jungkook#bts#bangtan#bangtan*#btsedit#btsgif#gif#namkook#userkelli#usersky#annietrack#userdimple#raplineuser#tuserandi#rjshope#useremmeline#dailybts#hi sky my baby ♡#this is just something to symbolize what you mean to me and how happy and grateful i am to have your friendship in my life#everytime we interact i feel like this moment here so it was about time to gif it for you#you have one of the greatest and kindest hearts i've ever seen#thank you so much for everything you do for me. sorry for the lack in convo but i cherish and appreciate every interaction so i hope u know#that i love you so so so much and that i'm hugging you just like that :') you're my baby!
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i would like to imagine that after machete dies, vasco starts collecting red things. red, like the soles of machetes shoes and the hems of his cassocks, the front of his nightgowns after a heavy nosebleed. or maybe he collects pink things, like machete's nose and ears and paw pads, or things white like his fur. he never collects anything black, however. red like the hems but never black like the fabric. black is too sad. it's grief, it's unfathomable loss and it means admitting machete is actually gone, stolen from the world. but ludovica is there, and she indulges his collections in little ways on the occasion. it's a small comfort, her love for her husband in their lavender way.
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#whh#why must you wound me like this anon#coming to my inbox and saying this to my face like it's nothing#/j#no I do love this headcanon#especially since red and pink are practically absent from Vasco's intended color scheme#red is Machete's theme color and his personal favorite in-universe#but it's also sort of a symbol of his ambition and obsession with his career which eventually got him trapped and led to his demise#so even though I believe Vasco finds him dashing in red he would also feel attached to pale pinks and whites#because if you strip Machete of his red and black work persona that's what's left#and I'd imagine moments like those are what he cherishes the most#answered#anonymous#Vaschete scenarios#Ludovica ;o;#I love her I need to draw her again >:T
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Someday, everything will make sense. So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.
Indeed, everything happens for a reason. Always look at the brighter side of life and keep thinking positively. Think that better days are coming. Whatever you’re going through is temporary. You will overcome whatever struggles, pain, challenges, and roadblocks that come your way. God won’t let you experience all of those if He knows that you can’t overcome them.
Keep walking with faith in God and towards the righteous path. Believe that life is an amazing journey and life is beautiful and always cherish the priceless moments you have. Because when they’re gone, all you are left are bitter sweet moments.
#life#mindset#life is beautiful#roadblocks#struggles#never give up#better days are coming#amazing journey#righteous path#road less traveled#purpose driven life#cherish the moments#bitter sweet moments#keep shining#creative juices#blogger#silence speaks when words can't#personal blog#nightingale at dawn writes#artsy ally lb#deep thoughts#inspirational words#gifted and blessed#writers on tumblr#pinterest
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Head empty, only thinking about Ultra Protective Big Brother Mario at all times and how ever since he was a literal baby who just learned to walk, his first, strongest instinct, as unthinking and instantaneous as a reflex, as breathing, has been to position himself in between Luigi and the slightest hint of danger with absolutely ZERO hesitation
(Their expressions are EXACTLY the same in the 1st and 3rd image!!!! Some things never change!!!! LOOK HOW HARD I CAN CRY!!!!!)
#mario movie#mario movie spoilers#super mario bros movie#super mario bros movie spoilers#cherrysip edits#other people: what was the point of the dog scene#me: HOW DARE YOU I WILL ALWAYS CHERISH MORE PROTECTIVE MARIO#one thing i noticed when i saw it on saturday night is that mario and luigi don't dive away when the dog first pounces#mario purposefully SHOVES luigi out of harm's way and only stumbles back because of the force of the push#HE IS JUST SO WHOLEHEARTEDLY FOCUSED ON LUIGI'S SAFETY AND I WEEP AND WEEP#no joke when i was first driving to the movie theater i thought#'i really need there to be a moment where mario holds his arm out in front of luigi protectively. that would prove to me#that the movie is doing them RIGHT'#AND I WAS PLEASED
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now i'm the one going ahead
from little women (1994)
#the museum#the library#watched that movie today and now im making it everyones problem!!#its also nearing 1am and i had a mug of caffinated tea far too late . so. Also making that everyones problem#((also tangent . adore greta's version of little women however. the 94s beth death scene makes my chest hurt))#nothing else hurts like the knowledge of only having so much time left#as if . their time together is now a summer camp yknow? you try so hard to be in the moment and to cherish every ounce of sweet memory#even with the knowing that your time together will soon end and you may never talk to each other again#but you sleep well at night because at least you were together at all#something something intersected lines eventually have to break away . they will run parallel now :)#charlos#charles leclerc#carlos sainz#cl16#cs55#f1 web weaving#kinda not rlly#f1
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— 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬.
and the smell of camphor dancing in the wind.
✦ info: he didn't know he'd lose you so soon. (come back, please. even if it is just for five more minutes.)
✦ featuring: alhaitham.
✦ warnings: angst, character death (reader), heartache, 1.2k words, somewhat proof-read.
✦ notes: i cried so goddamn hard writing this. why is my first work after hiatus pain. why did i pick up the angst wip. but!! i'm writing again, so that's good. (more notes at the end.)
he didn’t know that it was your last day together.
he didn’t know that the smile you gave him that afternoon, your eyes sparkling like sunlight upon the serene waves of the ocean, would be the last he’d ever see. that the playful light in your gaze would fade so very soon, slipping through his fingers like sand.
he didn’t know that last night would be the last time he held you close while you drifted off to sleep. he didn’t know that today would be the last time he’d wake up with you.
he didn’t think he’d lose you like this.
he didn’t think he wouldn’t be able to save you from that blow.
“please, please,” he begs, both to you and to whatever force that is just barely holding you together. “just stay with me for five more minutes, please. until i can get you somewhere.”
the rain soaks him to the bone, clothes and hair sticking to his skin. your lips stay motionless, eyes shut.
“wake up, please,” he bargains. “you can have all the five minutes of extra sleep you want later, i promise. just—” his vision blurs, and something shines on the ground before it is gone, swallowed by damp earth, lost amidst drops of falling rain.
desperately, he tears off parts of his traveling cloak to staunch the bleeding. deep inside, he knows it is futile. he knows your wound is too great. he knows what lies ahead. but he cannot help but press the cloths to your wound and pray.
please, please tell me it’ll be okay.
please stay with me, beloved. i’ll read you all the books in the world. i’ll sleep in with you everyday, even if we end up whiling away our time.
please. stay. stay with me. i can’t lose you yet.
“— just wake up, beloved.”
by some miracle, your eye flutters. just a bit. just enough to set hope ablaze, just enough for the grip on his heart to loosen a tiny bit. he buries his face in your shoulder, resting his head against your neck, uncaring of the blood that stains his clothes. your blood. on his clothes. his hands. everywhere.
no. no. this can’t be happening.
he feels you strain beneath him, your unwounded arm gently, weakly brushing his back. he jolts upright, eyes trained on your face. you send a frail smile his way. he clasps your face softly as you nuzzle into his palm.
“alhaitham—”
his full name. archons, how long has it been since you called him that?
“— take good care of yourself, okay?” you tell him, chest heaving, your fingertips touching a tear on his cheeks. “i love you. so much.”
those are the last words he hears fall from your lips. he presses a kiss to your forehead, to your eyelids, and to your cheeks and to your lips, over and over and over until he feels your breath slow, hoping they’ll say what he knows he cannot manage to choke out.
i love you.
he stays there next to you for who knows how long, holding you until the rain slows and a faint rainbow smiles in the sky.
until he can’t smell camphor anymore.
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every person has their curiosities.
they’re just the little traits that set them apart from others, the things that make them tick just a little bit differently, the things that make them, them.
for instance, someone may be obsessed with collecting tiny furniture, while another eats the crusts off their sandwich before actually consuming it. someone may have an affinity for the most niche aspects of linguistics, while another can accurately predict the next raindrop that slides down a window pane.
after all, no two people are exactly alike, are they?
alhaitham knows he’s got his fair share of these curiosities himself. his aversion to soup and all things that resemble it, to name one. and with you, he’d noticed two things.
number one: the scent of camphor that seems to linger on every inch of your person.
he’d caught whiff of it almost immediately the first time you met. you were but one of his juniors in the akademiya, filled with bright-eyed curiosity and anxiety to match. you had tripped over a stair and bumped into his table in the library, bringing the mountain of books in your arms crashing down.
and with subsequent coincidental meetings, he learnt that the subtle scent of camphor dancing in the air meant you weren’t far away.
you were, unfortunately, one of the poor souls who seemed to be cursed with constantly recurring minor illnesses, and almost always walked about with a stuffy nose. and so, you always carried a small disc of camphor in a handkerchief, as well as in your pocket.
you swore up and down, left, right and center that sniffing the vapors helped make breathing easier.
‘it’s my grandmother’s remedy, alhaitham! camphor always works wonders. well, that and eucalyptus oil.”
alhaitham may not know the validity of your claim or the legitimacy of the cure, but he knew to never, ever question a grandmother’s remedy. that, and he’d much rather refrain from starting a back-and-forth about something so small.
and number two: your neverending pleas of different variations of ‘just five more minutes!’
“five more minutes, ‘haitham. please.” you’d whine grumpily when he woke you up to start your day. “let me sleep in for five more minutes.”
“five more minutes, habibi,” you’d ask when he put down the story you’d requested he read out to you before bedtime. “read me the part where she finds the music box?”
“five more minutes, baby,” is what you’d tell him when he asks how much longer you’d take getting ready. “you can’t rush perfection!”
those five more minutes were never five minutes long.
but he’d always, always indulged you and those pleading eyes of yours. as stoic as he appeared to be, you lived in his heart. of course he could never deny you anything under the sun.
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alhaitham remembers that silly little song you sang over and over, the one you’d learnt from a kid in the bazaar. he’d taken you to see one of nilou’s performances, and, friendly soul that you were, you’d struck up a conversation with some of the eager audience members before the play.
“oh, how i wish i was a bird flying free,
i’d see the world, every mountain and every sea!
oh, how i wish i was a cloud in the sky,
wouldn’t you like to wave to me as i pass by?”
you’d hum that rhyme on every idle afternoon.
loss is inevitable. he knows that, with how logical and rational and straightforward he is. he’d lost his parents, but he was far too young to remember. he’d lost his grandmother, but she passed in her sleep of old age, serene and wise.
but you? he didn’t think you’d leave him this soon. a singular wish sits in his soul, making its home in his bones.
a wish that you’d come back, somehow.
he wishes you gave him five more minutes, just as he always did. but he knows that you could’ve given him five more hours, five more days, five more years and five more decades and it would still not be enough time spent with you.
a blue feathered bird comes to perch on his shoulder, interrupting his musings just as he raises his face to the sky. he sees the heart shaped cloud that floats idly above sumeru city.
he thinks of the rhyme again, and something in him tells him to wave. and so he does. a scent so familiar lingers, faintly brushing his nose in the wind that picks up.
“alhaitham, it's time to go.” kaveh calls his name softly.
alhaitham doesn't move. “five more minutes,” he says, echoing your favorite phrase. “i smell camphor in the breeze.”
✦ extra notes: my alhaitham characterization for this fic stems from how i believe that when alhaitham is attached, he's attached. so i focused more on that, and less of all that rationality and whatnot. this one loves deeply, yk?
that camphor thing is a real grandma remedy in our household (my mom would tie some in a hanky and put some under my pillow and still to this day reminds me to do it when i'm sick) which is what originally sparked the idea for this
when i'd initially started this wip, i didn't expect it go this way. usually i write with my brain, but i think i wrote this one with my fingers working faster than i can think hsjhsj so sorry if it's kinda out of place lmao but yk what? i'm happy with it still even though i feel like it doesn't have my usual quality.
thanks for reading.
#—🖋#・ nouveau livre ˎˊ˗#astronetwrk#genshin x reader#alhaitham x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact x you#alhaitham x you#genshin x you#emotional blabbering ahead in the tags beware#this is hitting me in a place i didn't know existed hjsjs#like. i haven't lost anyone but i have lost my life as i know it?#this past year was full of so many endings and i've been struggling in some way everyday#like i didn't know that the last time i saw my friends would truly be the last time we ever saw each other#i didn't know that i'd be bidding goodbye to my parents as i left home through an airport#ANYWAY ENOUGH DUMPING. ig i'm just telling you to hug the people you love tighter and cherish every moment you spend with them#time goes by really quickly and you don't know where it'll go#ily guys#ew barf feelings </3 /j
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Death Note Au where Light marries men to kill them for their money. He marries L and is trying to kill them but nothing works bc L is a vampire.
#L is completely oblivious to the attempted murder thing#death note#light yagami#death note headcanons#l lawliet#lawlight#im sorry that i am unable to maintain contact with anyone#its not because i dont cherish and love the friendship we had#those moments meant the world to me#i just dont know whats wrong with me
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Love how right after huddy breakup they throw some hilson at us like. here don't cry now I've got you ice cream it's your favorite flavor.
#and I cherished that ice cream with tears running down my face#s7e16 had some really good hilson moments#the “leave me alone” “no” is an all time favorite of mine#house md#hilson
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