We're all stories in the end.

Just make it a good one.

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singingtowers:

My favorite thing about tumblr is following peoples personal storylines. Like when somebody I follow finally goes on a date with the person they like or comes out to their best friend or finishes a huge homework assignment I am literally on the couch pumping my fist and being really happy for them

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Someone today asked me about this ring I wear everyday and why I wear it. I’ve gotten this question many times, mostly from my mother because she hates this thing.
This is an ouroboros. It’s a symbol from ancient Greek and Egyptian mythology that represents the eternal return. It represents something that is constantly renewing and recreating itself. It also represents self-reflection.
We are constantly changing and recreating ourselves as we stumble through life. Our experiences mold us into the people we will become. It’s not until we look back that we see just how far we’ve come. When something changes us, it is the end of who we once were. But it is also the beginning of who we will be. The end of one thing is the beginning of another. Time does not stop.
Many of the experiences that have impacted my life weren’t good ones. Despite this, I appreciate how these experiences have shaped the person I am now. There’s really no definitive end - we just keep going. This is what the ouroboros means to me.
Life goes on.

Someone today asked me about this ring I wear everyday and why I wear it. I’ve gotten this question many times, mostly from my mother because she hates this thing.

This is an ouroboros. It’s a symbol from ancient Greek and Egyptian mythology that represents the eternal return. It represents something that is constantly renewing and recreating itself. It also represents self-reflection.

We are constantly changing and recreating ourselves as we stumble through life. Our experiences mold us into the people we will become. It’s not until we look back that we see just how far we’ve come. When something changes us, it is the end of who we once were. But it is also the beginning of who we will be. The end of one thing is the beginning of another. Time does not stop.

Many of the experiences that have impacted my life weren’t good ones. Despite this, I appreciate how these experiences have shaped the person I am now. There’s really no definitive end - we just keep going. This is what the ouroboros means to me.

Life goes on.

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