Hey🌞
First midterms of this term has already done successfully for me and time to rest now.
But I’ve been still working on my articles and trying to evolve them up since Im a writer for my professor’s own website.
I have new books to read and hope this mini break will have some good rest for us🥹
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hey🤎
My fall term has done successfully but I know that I could be better. For now, I am in my fall semester but I already miss my campus haha its good to have dependable friends for me to share that place I am really grateful to have them in my life :))
And thank you for reading I am hoping you very very productive day✨
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Some people are only meant to cross paths with you - that is all. They are not supposed to stay in your life forever. Some people slip into your life like a rainbow but leave a tornado in their wake - making you doubt love and all the good in your life. Making you question whether they truly had to leave, because if they did - then why did it feel so wrong? Why did it hurt so much? Because if they had to leave then why did they come into your life to begin with? But they had to. Believe me. Some people are passers-by in a journey that is all about your growth, healing and happiness.
These people arrive in the form of daylight and warmth but leave as hard lessons that you stumble over. These people tuck love into the pleats of your heart but leave fragments of themselves behind. These people teach you how to laugh with your eyes closed and they show you - in the truest sense - what it means to let love in. But some people are just a stage in your life. An experience. A temporary fixture. A fleeting moment that won't last forever. And these people, these very soulmates who you would do anything for, teach you that - no matter how much you care for each other - sometimes those you love have to leave, and you have to let them.
fleabag(2016-2019) x Vincent Van Gogh
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𓆞𓆝 𓆟
"This is how it goes:
I put my mouth to your chest and hope that you like it.
I will never be able to offer you a secure idea of who I am.
I come vaguely, leave quietly,
and am spun from soft matter:
stale smoke still sleeping in the air, vapid dreams,
and foggy, half-formulated ideas.
"Me"
is more of a question than a statement and my life is a tale
I am still learning how to tell."
- A Question, Not A Statement | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)
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türkolar bu studyblr işini çooook güzel yapıyor, inanılmaz estetiksin 🫣🫣❤️🩹
hahaha, çok teşekkür ederim ❤️
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hello!
have a nice and productive day ✨🌞🦋
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