Dosa-sambhar just liked your post.
the flowers of gulmohar, yes.
In India we don't have Cherry Blossoms we have strong winds blowing red flowers with small petals in your hand that tell you the same thing
Promise. Promise. Promise.
Hope. Hope. Hope.
Love. Love. Love.
Reblog and put in the tags a song or songs that makes you feel like everything is going be okay.
Why can’t we have a society built on kindness, I don’t understand - is that a naïve aspiration? Is it too simplistic? Is it really that we have such differing and subjective conceptions of kindness that the word loses its meaning? For me, it is words like efficiency, process, even ‘fairness’ and ‘justice’, which are complicated. But is not kindness something that we intrinsically feel and understand? At least, when we are kind and are treated kindly by others, is there not something within us which warms and thaws? Is it perhaps our innate understanding which prevents us from seeking to examine it any further? But this would be wrong. Kindness is a practice in the same way that music or writing or painting are practices - even while we are universally capable of understanding the healing effects of art, appreciation and ability come with examination.
OMG I LOVE THEM WHYYYYYYYYYYY TT
I HATE WINTERS
thank god i'll never be 15 again
shout out to people who's family isnt entirely bad or entirely good, but something in between and you dont know how to feel about them. you feel angry but you also feel guilty, because you know they genuinely love and care about you, but sometimes they show it in a way you know its not okay. your feelings are valid, your anger and sadness and grief are valid, and you dont have to prove this to no one. bigger shout out to those with memory issues who know something isnt right but can't recall all of the bad events, only the feelings, which only increases the guilt.
YOU?? EVER?? GAVE?? SOMEBODY?? ELSE?? A?? MOTIVATIONAL?? SPEECH?? WHILE?? YOU?? WAS?? HURTING?? INSIDE???
these will make some great lyrics.
Lets cry over all these sunsets leaving us lonely and hugging us back in the morning
Lets smile over the moon giving us a shoulder to cry on in the night
Lets cry because we haven't in a while
Lets smile because we haven't in a while
-typicalabdullah
anyway. onto better things