For evermore
Kanalga Telegram’da o‘tish
A journal!
Ko'proq ko'rsatishMamlakat belgilanmaganToif belgilanmagan
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Obunachilar
Ma'lumot yo'q24 soatlar
Ma'lumot yo'q7 kun
Ma'lumot yo'q30 kun
Postlar arxiv
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The April dump series is over and hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did🩷✨ Luv u all
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Each flower is beautiful in a different way but I’ll always have daisies somewhere behind my mind till I die
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Komorebi (木漏れ日) is a beautiful, untranslatable Japanese word that refers to the interplay of sunlight filtering through the leaves of trees, creating dappled patterns of shifting light and shadow
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I think among music, books, cooking, going for a walk, talking to someone about stuff, etc. writing things down is always the most effective option and I’ve spoken about its effects before. These are only a few pages of the journal that was the quietest companion to my hard life in the past period of silence.✍️📓
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اینو نمیشد انگلیسی نوشت
حدود یه ماه پیش حین مرتب کردن اتاقم بر خوردم به همه نامه ها و پست کارت هایی که توی تولدا و مناسبتای مختلف این سه سال گذشته از آدما گرفته بودم و خوندنشون حس جالبی داشت. آدمهایی که روزگاری بودن و نیستن… آدمهایی که با وجود این همه پستی و بلندی و سختی که از سر گذروندیم هنوز هستن و بودنشون قشنگه… کلمات و تکیه کلام هایی که دیگه استفادهشون نمیکنیم، لقب هایی که باعث لبخندت میشن، انگار این نامه ها چیزی بیشتر از جوهر خودکار هارو دارن حمل میکنن
پ.ن: اخیرا یه نامه خیلی قشنگ گرفتم که بسی دوسش دارم و بی صبرانه منتظرم هفته بعد که برگشتم تهران به خونواده نامه هام اضافهش کنم✉️📪
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One of the amazing albums that were released recently is Nothing's About to Happen to Me by Mitski, which changed my favorite song of hers. I love so many tracks of the album which I’ll share with you guys later but this track specifically awakens the mad woman in me. With its literary references(or as I like to picture it that way) this song is definitely gonna be on my favorites list from this year🤍
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If I'd died willing, you'd have taken it nice If I'd sewn rocks in a dress, gone with grace into a lake
