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"The day was beautiful, warm and clear. It was the end of August."

Quote to Owner / Somewhere, There's a Party by Holly Warburton / "The Prophet" Book by Khalil Gibran / Quote to Owner / Spirit Hold by Holly Warburton / "Freak" Book by Jonathan Harnisch

in order to live a happy life, you must romanticize everything (and see a good therapist).

[Text ID: you are under no / obligation to stay in places / you no longer want to be, / even if those places exist only / in your mind and heart. End ID]

Since it's the last day of the year, and many people will be sharing their achievements or fulfilled goals but this post is a reminder that it's completely alright if the only thing you did this year was survive and be alive.

This is your reminder to stop thinking what society will think about you but rather do stuff that you love. Eat that food in a weird way and especially slurp your noodles, go out with your friends and do random stuff, dress how you want, support what you like, paint that wall in your house, smile happily, skip the same routine which you are doing from the past few years or months and simply do that random stuff which you like.

[TEXT ID: / july didn't even say goodbye. the years don't kiss you goodnight anymore. they just leave behind this empty space, a phantom pain. and still i ache, i ache, i ache! / END ID]

I really like how everyone has different love languages. In 3rd grade my best friend used to carry an extra tissue paper just for me. My father always gives me yolk from his fried egg. My brothers always make sure to bring cupcakes for me because I like that. In short, It's just so adorable when anyone remember little details about you and then making that as a love language.

Just a lil reminder that you are enough.

"I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?"

"If you remember me, then I don't care if everybody else forgets."

I'm made of starlight, positivity, love flowers, sunshine and honey.

"I don't think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love."

"I like clingy. I like when someone purposefully grabs my hand to show other people I'm theirs. I like that when something existing happens in your day that I'm the first person you want to tell. I like coming back to an I miss you text message when I'm in class or taking a nap. I like that random call at one in the morning just because you wanna hear my voice. I like little gestures that show I'm important and you enjoy having me in your life."

I love to live a peaceful life. Like, I love to sit in silence while reading my favorite book again and again, painting while eating pasta, staring at the moon for hours, watching sunset while sipping my coffee/tea and baking cupcakes or eating instant noodles in the middle of the night. Like no problems or anything just kindness, positivity and romanticism.

"I exist.’ In thousands of agonies — I exist. I’m tormented on the rack — but I exist! Though I sit alone in a pillar — I exist! I see the sun, and if I don’t see the sun, I know it’s there. And there’s a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there."

"Tired, tired with nothing, tired with everything, tired with the world’s weight he had never chosen to bear."