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- 3 weeks ago by hellocaris Me and my young mom look. Except that I am not young. And I am not a mom. #photography #portrait #selfportrait #photographer #roses #rosy #フォロー #可愛い #pink #igersasia #igersph #instalove #instapeople
- 6 days ago by hellocaris RE: SUICIDE Depression is real. It creeps up slowly and breeds itself quietly until you realize it ate you all up. It is a war within your head. A war you often lose alone, because nobody can help you. No logic. No prevention. No science. No math. Just love. Sharing this because there was a point in my life that I hit a dead end. At that time, I thought I was a burden and that my family would be better off without me. I never attempted suicide, but I got REALLY sick and I thought it was a better…
- 2 weeks ago by hellocaris God, the Goldsmith. #poetry #poetsofig #poems #poem #instapoem #spilledwords #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #instagood #devotional #faith #Jesus
- 1 month ago by hellocaris The thing about walls is that you always have to look up to recognize the blue patch of sky where your freedom is. One day, you'll get there. One day. #photography #places #travel #instatravel #フォト #フォロー #inspiration #walls #instagood #architecture #sky #bluesky #industrial
- 1 month ago by hellocaris So here's my mom: one gallant chunk of a woman. A mother with a love that blazes that I, as a child, used to be afraid of her (she'd run after me to cut my nails ON MY TOES). Later on, when I grew up, when I discovered the fights she bravely fought, when I watched her survive operations (and serve coffee from her hospital room), she earned my deepest respect as a woman. I watched her take care of my grandma's tiniest needs like a loyal friend who'd be there even if they snap at each other. I promised…
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