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You’re on your own Kid! You always have been✒️💖
Brighter Days Ahead ✩₊˚ ☼｡𖦹 ° . ⋆♡ .⁺₊
𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ✨

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3 months in 90 seconds… Joy, heatwaves goodbyes and grief. It’s all part of the game. Love, friends and seaside breeze. Everyday is a reason to do it all over again 💖✨🫶🏽 by @peterfontbar

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Today I dreamt tomorrow would be yesterday once more 💖✨ by @peterfontbar

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BRAT summer was Short n’ Sweet… Thankfully BRAT autumn is coming💚💙

Gives a fuck were on vacation with my main ones 💖

Here some drops of that Colombian Caffeine for the cold months to come 😎☕️💖🫰🏾🌈☀️✨💦🌊🌅
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P. 💖✨ by @peterfontbar

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These are very tiny snips of alive frozen moments captured on film from the last 2 years. There’s more in the vault from where that came from. These are infinite instants of joy, of love, of existence in the real world. Rapturous and frolic memories. This is just a compilation of small fragments of life (my version).

P. 🫶🏾💖🫰🏾✨🌈

- Why She Disappeared:

“When she fell, she fell apart.

Cracked her bones on the pavement she once decorated
as a child with sidewalk chalk

When she crashed, her clothes disintegrated and blew away
with the winds that took all of her fair-weather friends

When she looked around, her skin was spattered with ink
forming the words of a thousand voices
Echoes she heard even in her sleep:
"Whatever you say, it is not right."
"Whatever you do, it is not enough."
"Your kindness is fake."
"Your pain is manipulative."

When she lay there on the ground,
She dreamed of time machines and revenge
and a love that was really something,
Not just the idea of something.

When she finally rose, she rose slowly
Avoiding old haunts and sidestepping shiny pennies
Wary of phone calls and promises,
Charmers, dandies and get-love-quick-schemes

When she stood, she stood with a desolate knowingness
Waded out into the dark, wild ocean up to her neck
Bathed in her brokenness
Said a prayer of gratitude for each chink in the armor
she never knew she needed
Standing broad-shouldered next to her
was a love that was really something,
not just the idea of something.

When she turned to go home,
She heard the echoes of new words
"May your heart remain breakable
But never by the same hand twice"
And even louder:
"without your past,
you could never have arrived-
so wondrously and brutally,
By design or some violent, exquisite happenstance
...here." 🌌💜

@taylorswift by @peterfontbar

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