The more I grow older, the more I appreciate wholesome things. Genuine friendships without hidden motives, laughter that isn't at someone's expense, kindness with no strings attached. Just people being good, moments being pure, and life being enough as it is. There's something rare and beautiful about things that don't need to be anything more than what they are.
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