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I just went back to Tumblr to see what's going on and I saw that I have a fourth follower since today. >o<
I'm really happy because it means so much to me! Because I personally don't think I post really special things, such as really good artists who post beautiful paintings and drawings. I just randomly share what I feel like doing and what comes to my mind and having people follow me for this is something I really appreciate. Thank you! Thank you for every single follow and for every single like from no matter who.<3
Have a wonderful day you out there
Ellie ;3
Preparations for the Coriolanus live broadcast - I can relate to this on a psychological level.
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Don't you know how precious it is ? when you take your time, go through someone's blog carefully, actually 'read' their works and care about liking them , even commenting. You won't even know ,how much it means to the person.
The person might be tired, might be thinking of giving up , giving in , you might be going through something similar, but that one gesture can do them more good than you can imagine and can light you up too!
Tell me I am wrong!
The world is full of darkness ,but here, your one gesture can bring light. Be that light.
Don't forget to appreciate good things as the world has a little of them left.
Spread love, be happy , keep smiling !!
✨💜☮️🌱♾️
I’m going be going for a while , as I can start work again soon ! Yayyyyy ❤️ so big thanks to all my followers who have shared my words and cheered me up with your beautiful words , posts and everything amazing ! I will be on time to time but not as active before! All of you keep up the brilliant work you all share, remember to keep smiling and pushing ahead ❤️ love to all of you and keep safe in this mad world ❤️Once again thank you, I shall miss my daily dose of everything fun and inbetween , but human contact is calling me 😝❤️x
A tree
Fantasises me
The way it stands so strong
It’s branches reaching out
Curling and twisting
In the cool summer wind
Grabbing the air as it passes
What is it reaching for ?
I often adore
The winter time
When it’s branches are bare
The sky
The air
behide each finger
It shadows off
To another ,
Is remarkable and beautiful
How something so plain & tall
Can be so outstanding
Yet missed by all.
@trueemotions91
I woke up at 3am ,
it was a really sad dream,
Filled with death and dispair.
Fell asleep again,
To dream a sadder one.
And the rhythm played,
Until it was time to rise from bed with the rhyme of morning alarm.
But my mind and body were unenthusiastic to conquer the world.
And I realised the reason for sadness which linger
Upon me all day.