Slow down. How beautiful it is to slow down. Slow down when you talk, and your voice softens, settles deeper in your chest, your words land stronger with weight. Slow down when you breathe, and your body begins to open, to ease, to trust again. Slow down when you move, and every gesture becomes intentional, alive, felt. Slow down when you listen, and the world begins to reveal itself differently. Slow down, and watch everything returns to you, to your skin, your breath, everything leaning toward you, as if drawn to something it cannot resist. 🜍 ⟡ ⟢

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

Ah yes. 7pm. The middle of the fucking night

i just wanna say a formal thank u to pasta for being like that