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More of the shabby chic home. Almost done!
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pastelbarf · 23 days
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Happy monster ^_^
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20ctrl · 3 months
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windowsxp<3
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yagirlyubnub · 7 months
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Sped up music?
naw bro, that’s NIGHTCORE YOU UNCULTURED TIKTOK SWINES
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R E M E M B E R. W H O. C A M E
BEFORE YOU.
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wasteful-barbie · 1 month
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I can smell the pizza rolls cooking in the oven now…
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fawnangel555 · 1 month
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𝓝ostalgia 🎀🍀🍼🧸
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imhereboo · 2 months
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imagelolz-world · 1 month
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i love videos from old cameras
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cinnamonchaos · 1 year
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just moomin things
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discoveringmyself88 · 18 days
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Life is all about balance.
This morning I turned on “Scream” (2022) and did Pilates while watching.
See…balance. 😆
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I'm sure everything is totally fine......
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barleyalive101 · 1 month
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Nostalgia is truly a strong factor
something could be the definition of mid but if it provokes nostalgia in people , in their eyes it is amazing and wonderful ❤️
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20ctrl · 3 months
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who remember seapunk?
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yagirlyubnub · 6 months
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N-no…..
it can’t be!
where’s the sewing needles? The paper clips? The string? The weird tomato looking pincushion???
This spells doom. The prophecy has been undone.
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Too often I grief the old me.
I grief the time I believed in fairies and gnomes,
I grief the time I spent with my friend in her bunkbed,
I grief all the stories we played out for one last time until it just did not feel right anymore.
I grief the friends I've lost and the moments that have passed.
I grief.
Why do I grief?
Why would I grief when I can celebrate?
Celebrate that I had a careless childhood where I could fantasize like that,
celebrate that I have had so much fun my tummy hurt,
celebrate all the friends I had and made and kept.
And sure, I will wonder where they are now and what could have been.
Sure, I am afraid of all there is to come and is to lose.
But it will feel like nothing will come if I keep holding onto what was.
I can celebrate all the good there was.
i can celebrate all that has made me who I am.
I can celebrate all I have learned.
And then, I can celebrate all that will come.
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made-of-miracles · 10 months
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Damn, kinda missed tumblr, ngl
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