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i always mean it when i say i love you btw

‘but thats a stranger you dont know’ and i love them. i love that they exist and i love that they passed through my life. and i love u too btw

This blog is specifically for soft, kind, loving girls who also fill with unspeakable rage and would set the world on fire

Is it just me or does having a positive interaction with a stranger scratch a very particular itch? I think it's the reassurance that the world is not split solely into people who already love you and people who never will.

imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy

does anyone else ever get this feeling, whenever you go to a body of water, something euphoric just wells up inside of you??? like... the way that sea foam tickles your skin, or how the first cold splash invigorates you?? or how about when you dive down to the bottom, and you look up just to watch the sunlight shimmer through the surface???? OOOHHH or maybe that feeling you get when the wave beneath you begins to recede, and you dig your toes and fingers into the sand while watching the water race past you?? and don't get me STARTED on aquarium visits—

Anyway *finds beauty*