They build hanging nests with a fake bottom entrance to trap predators while the real way in is hidden on top
No one teaches them this
Even if a baby weaver bird grows up alone it still knows how to build the same perfect nest
Pure instinct
Nature is unreal 😱
They build hanging nests with a fake bottom entrance to trap predators while the real way in is hidden on top
No one teaches them this
Even if a baby weaver bird grows up alone it still knows how to build the same perfect nest
Pure instinct
Nature is unreal 😱
They came like seasons soft brief unforgettable
Sometimes I miss them
I know I am imperfect
Cracked unfinished human
And in that moment I smile and say
wabi sabi
They came like seasons soft brief unforgettable
Sometimes I miss them
I know I am imperfect
Cracked unfinished human
And in that moment I smile and say
wabi sabi
Is Caribbean blue
Is Caribbean blue
Nothing stays forever
Nothing is ever complete
Nothing is perfectly smooth
A cracked cup,
a faded wall,
a quiet rainy evening
they are beautiful because they will pass
Don’t chase perfection
Be real
Changing is not failure
Simple is not poor
Nothing stays forever
Nothing is ever complete
Nothing is perfectly smooth
A cracked cup,
a faded wall,
a quiet rainy evening
they are beautiful because they will pass
Don’t chase perfection
Be real
Changing is not failure
Simple is not poor
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Think about it any love that you have to beg for, is it even real love?
Begging is only for mercy, and if love turns into mercy, it becomes nothing but poison
Think about it any love that you have to beg for, is it even real love?
Begging is only for mercy, and if love turns into mercy, it becomes nothing but poison
an ugly soul ruins everything
But you ?
I know you
Your heart is soft, almost innocent
That’s why you confuse me
In a world of stones,
why did you choose to be a flower?
an ugly soul ruins everything
But you ?
I know you
Your heart is soft, almost innocent
That’s why you confuse me
In a world of stones,
why did you choose to be a flower?
I don’t deserve kindness
I learned to live with pain
It feels normal
Your care feels strange
like a language I never learned
I keep waiting for it to end
For you to change
Because nothing good ever stayed
You treat me like I matter
That scares me
I don’t deserve kindness
I learned to live with pain
It feels normal
Your care feels strange
like a language I never learned
I keep waiting for it to end
For you to change
Because nothing good ever stayed
You treat me like I matter
That scares me
it is only a wave.
Love is the ocean.
Deep, silent, eternal.
When love is present,
even a touch becomes sacred.
Without love,
sex is just a body talking to another body
it is only a wave.
Love is the ocean.
Deep, silent, eternal.
When love is present,
even a touch becomes sacred.
Without love,
sex is just a body talking to another body
You left with you
You begin with you
You end with you
You're with you
You left with you
You begin with you
You end with you
You're with you
and I will also walk away when the garden does not want me
and I will also walk away when the garden does not want me