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Mental Health Day still feels complicated in your head when you're in the middle of your own struggles. While others say about selfcare and finding peace, youโre just trying to keep your head above water. Itโs not about the big breakthroughs, it never was. I guess itโs about making it through the day, even when our mind feels heavy and everythingโs a bit too loud there in our headspace.
But this day is still for us, a reminder that healing doesnโt happen all at once. Let's just make it okay if the progress is slow or doesnโt look the way others imagine it. As simple as just being here is enough, and that matters than we ourselves know.
But this day is still for us, a reminder that healing doesnโt happen all at once. Let's just make it okay if the progress is slow or doesnโt look the way others imagine it. As simple as just being here is enough, and that matters than we ourselves know.
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a friend is a light, that never fades, through stormy nights or sunny days, a heart that listens, without a word, in quiet moments, love is heard. in laughter shared and silence too, through ups and downs, theyโll stay true, abond that's built on trust and care, a friendship that is always there. like stars that twinkle in the sky, a friend is a treasure, rare and high, with them, life's journey feels so bright, a gift of friendship, pure delight. i love you scarlove, elle est douce, elle est fidรจle, elle fait de chaque moment une รฉtincelle, dans la joie ou dans la peine, l'amitiรฉ est un cadeau sans fin, sans chaรฎne.
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a friend is a light, that never fades, through stormy nights or sunny days, a heart that listens, without a word, in quiet moments, love is heard. in laughter shared and silence too, through ups and downs, theyโll stay true, abond that's built on trust andโฆ
not her writing me a whole shakespearean sonnet like im her tragic muse in a jean luc godard film as well as anna karina smoking a cigarette in bnw, OR even like brigitte bardot pouting her way through moonlight escapists.. but honestly, thankyou so so much, te quiero mucho with my whole heart and soul. youโre the piece of bliss in my life more than any film ever could capture.
my forever anna karina.
my forever anna karina.
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ใ คใ คas the final days of the year slip through our fingers and the glow of christmas begins to settle into the soft haze of memory, i find myself drawn and stuck to the warmth of the moments i cherished with my fellows a year ago, it was the 2024 christmas and new year's eve, i captured those lovely moment gracefully with the camera i always carried in my little pocket. the laughter that echoed through decorated halls, the quiet comfort of fireside conversations, and the unspoken promises wrapped in the beauty of the season. each memory feels like a fleeting ember, glowing faintly but carrying the warmth of togetherness and the magic of simpler, brighter times. in the spirit of reflection, i hold these fragments close, longing to bask once more in the glow of those cherished and pleasing days i wouldn't forget. ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค
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ใ คใ คas the final days of the year slip through our fingers and the glow of christmas begins to settle into the soft haze of memory, i find myself drawn and stuck to the warmth of the moments i cherished with my fellows a year ago, it was the 2024 christmas and new year's eve, i captured those lovely moment gracefully with the camera i always carried in my little pocket. the laughter that echoed through decorated halls, the quiet comfort of fireside conversations, and the unspoken promises wrapped in the beauty of the season. each memory feels like a fleeting ember, glowing faintly but carrying the warmth of togetherness and the magic of simpler, brighter times. in the spirit of reflection, i hold these fragments close, longing to bask once more in the glow of those cherished and pleasing days i wouldn't forget. ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค
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the time unfurls like a velvet ribbon, soft and endless, its stillness wrapped around the quiet hum of possibility. thereโs a certain weightlessness in the air, as if the universe is holding its breath, waiting for the stars to speak. my mind tunes in, reminding me of luna, a song by the smashing pumpkins, hangs above the serene and knowing. the light threads through the essence of this moment, a quiet witness to everything yet to unfold, casting a gentle glow over the stillness.
in this awfully delicate pause, the world feels suspended between what has been and what could be, carrying the weight of history and the fragile promise of something yet to come. thereโs an ache in this stillness, as if the earth itself holds its breath, brimming with the unsaid, the undone, the almost. the air thrums faintly, charged with the electricity of possibility, and the horizon trembles with the faint outlines of an escapist stillness that feels alive, pulsating with the rhythm of life itself.
Hello, this is Scarlettโs mundane. due to personal matters, i'll be taking a break from this account and channel for an indefinite time. If you wish to unsubscribe, you may also remove me (@PaIoAlto) from your channel. My sincerest apologies for any unanswered messages, iโll respond once i'm back. Take care everyone. Much love, gracias. <3