Anaïs Nin, From A Diary Entry Featured In Trapeze: The Unexpurgated Diary Of Anais Nin, 1947-1955

It funny how this human brain of mine struggle to even make a lighthearted collage hardly referencing anything I actually hold sentimental thoughts, morals, or feelings for. Lord help me when it comes time I actually try to attempt and make a more serious collage that represents sorta my beliefs and takes on life.

My last healthy conscious braincell trying to escape the never-ending supply of brainrot memes and endless river of music streaming.

I can almost feel myself there with the briskness of the morning cold against my face, hands, and in my lungs. All the while the warmth of the dawn shining onto me heating my body from the outside in.

Don’t know why but Legend of Zelda music went hard af today

PNW - Author: Thetoastyginger

Don't give your time to anyone who doesn't appreciate you and your time; baby, you're a star ⭐️

And I, you Love.

this is how I fell for you.

“Solitude and its silence, was the song that taught me to stand in the storms that others fled, so that I could dance in the rain they only longed for.”

— wordsintheattic

Couldn’t be more true in my own opinion and throughout the experiences of my own life

There is a certain kind of pain in holding on too tightly—to people, to dreams, to the past. We convince ourselves that if we grip hard enough, we can stop time, prevent endings, rewrite fate. But life was never meant to be held—it was meant to be felt, like the wind slipping through our fingers, like the tide kissing the shore before retreating into the vast unknown. We mourn what leaves, forgetting that not all departures are tragedies. Some things must end so we can begin again. Some loves are only meant to teach us, not stay. And maybe that is the greatest lesson: to love without possession, to dream without demand, to live without fear of the inevitable goodbye. Because in surrender, we find peace. In letting go, we find freedom. And maybe, just maybe, the things meant for us will find their way back home—not because we held on, but because we finally let them breathe on their own.

Mentally here lol for what seems like has been forever, i picture you here with me though

𝒜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓁 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓁ℯ𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐