I’m gonna share the most important thing I’ve ever learned.
it doesn’t mean a damn thing if they love you if they’re not treating you well. loving you doesn’t mean they’re good, and it doesn’t mean they deserve you, and it doesn’t mean they treat you properly.
it doesn’t mean fucking SHIT if bad parents love you. it doesn’t mean SHIT if a bad partner or bad friend loves you.
I seriously don’t understand the modern way of bouquet making… I mean, what you torturing a bird for? And so many heavy, cold, and unsaturated colours (except for the “love me pink” brain) together … it looks depressing, man…
On July 10th, 1856, Nikola Tesla was born at midnight during a lightning storm. The midwife thought the violent storm was a bad omen and declared he would be a child of darkness, to which his mother replied, “No. He will be a child of light.” Source
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