vanblossom2000
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2000 - Do not disturb them who lost their way and found the Light
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vanblossom2000 · 8 days ago
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Yes
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vanblossom2000 · 1 month ago
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Do we know who we are?
When I ask you who you are, you will tell me your name, or your age, you will tell me unnecessary details like your job title or where you're from. But those are just labels. They're not the essence of who you are. They're the masks we wear, the superficial layers we present to the world. Beneath those layers, who are you really? Do you even know? Or have you lost yourself?
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vanblossom2000 · 1 month ago
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Fashion Aesthetic
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vanblossom2000 · 2 months ago
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The Hilltop House 🏡
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vanblossom2000 · 3 months ago
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Graveyard Mood
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vanblossom2000 · 3 months ago
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Mobile Library 🌸
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vanblossom2000 · 3 months ago
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Showgirls playing chess before a show, 1958
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vanblossom2000 · 3 months ago
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People can’t see what’s in you. They can’t see what God put in you. Don’t let what people can’t see in you talk you out of who God says you are.
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vanblossom2000 · 3 months ago
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Happy Birthday world.
Maybe you will heal from the society that poisons you from within
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vanblossom2000 · 4 months ago
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vanblossom2000 · 4 months ago
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Pink graveyard.
Intriguing. I love pink.
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vanblossom2000 · 4 months ago
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Stockholm, Sweden 1931
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vanblossom2000 · 4 months ago
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Weird
I's funny to think that we really exist. I hear voices, you do not. How can we, as humanity, exist, when our very essence, in a sense, does not? If my liver, my heart, my ear, my brain, these tangible parts of my being, are but mere flesh and bone, how can I, as a conscious entity, be sure of my own existence? When I look at my hands, do they truly belong to me? Are they mine to control or are they merely lent to me for this sick brief performance? I yearn to pluck out my eyes, to rip free my ears, for they are the gateways to this illusion. To see and hear nothing would be a blessing, for then I could not be so sure of my own non-existence good night
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vanblossom2000 · 4 months ago
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🍂 Autumn Vibes & New Beginnings 🍂
As the air turns crisp and the leaves begin to fall, there's a special magic in the start of autumn that feels like a fresh beginning. It's the perfect time to reflect, reset, and renew our goals. Whether you're focused on personal growth, finding balance, or simply enjoying the coziness of the season, autumn invites us to slow down and embrace change.
Stay tuned for:
Daily Motivation
Self-improvement Guides
Practical Tips on Habits, Productivity, and Mindset
Let’s make the most of this season of transformation together! 🍁
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vanblossom2000 · 4 months ago
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Interesting
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vanblossom2000 · 4 months ago
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vanblossom2000 · 4 months ago
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