You chose to leave, don’t you dare come back.
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Yay I’m staying home when it’s a beautiful day out.
How lovely, really :).
It’s the littlest things you fall in love with the most; the sight you see when you’re under a tree and look up; the light travelling through the leaves to give it that faint little glow. The way the sky’s blue darkens as you look away from the horizon, or the feeling of warm, dry air pressing against your skin; the subtle sort of delight you gain from just walking outside on a peaceful day.
It’s these things that remain constant when everything else is crazy.
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Time heals so well it erases us; we are its wounds.— Don Paterson, The Book of Shadows (via distantheartbeats)
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