hippyart:

Nature is magic ✨.

bokehm0n:

First impression from Tatra Mountains.

Time for POST HOLIDAY DEPRESSION guys

The month or two when everything is very sad and there is nothing to decorate or look forward to or bake and there are no seasonal flavored things in stores anymore and the existential crisis kicks back in fuck yeah

So you know that unexplainable safety that your parent(s) give you from day one, even all the way through adulthood? They may not be physically strong, they may not be able to realistically help you in a lot of situations, but for some reason they are the ones who make you feel the absolute most safe. For me at least, it’s almost as if my mom could do the impossible, save me from the impossible, do inhuman things, I don’t even know, it’s just unexplainable. She is the spitting image of safety to me. Just like how my love for her is in an entirely different category than anyone else, so is her safety, her comfort. It has always been seperate.

Well, I was thinking the other day; I think you know you’re in love when you find someone who gives you that same type of safety. And I mean actually; because I think most people know the difference between a general safety and a parental safety. The same, “absolutely nothing can hurt me and everything will be 100% okay when I am with this person, even if that isn’t realistically true” feeling. You know you love someone when your spitting image of safety suddenly includes them. It’s almost sad, it makes the child in me feel so guilty. But perhaps this is supposed to happen; the universe instills it into somebody else so you are not left one day never feeling that level of safe again. Maybe this is your soulmate.