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Guo Guozhu aka Guozhu Guo aka 郭国柱 (Chinese, b. 1982, Yongchun County, Quanzhou City, China, based Xiamen, China) - No.2舟山嵊山岛中心村 (Lingering Garden No.2), 122°82′E 30°72′N, 2015, Photography
head crazy, brain crazy. molten eyes. night-eaten. happy new year
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is the world really such a terrible place? yesterday i asked if oat milk was extra and the barista said yes so i said ok just regular milk then and when she gave me my chai latte she whispered “i used oat milk ;)” doesnt that make u want to live another day?
here is my life philosophy: next week there might be someone ahead of you in line at the store who’s short a quarter and you have a quarter and you can give it to them. if you weren’t there, they’d have to put something back. the week after that you could be getting lunch and the waiter might ask if you want some pancakes someone else ordered and never picked up. you could find someone’s lost cat. you could watch someone’s bag while they go to the restroom. there are so many ways you are going to touch other people’s lives and they are going to touch yours and there’s no way to know when it’s going to happen. so you have to keep living!!! i wouldn’t want to die knowing that tomorrow the barista will give me free oat milk just to be nice.
When I was 11 years old - we went to Sea World for my birthday. This was to avoid the realization I had no friends, and no one to come to a birthday party and probably because someone gave my mother free tickets at work. It was kinda a shitty day despite being at a theme park full of cute animals. There was a new roller coaster there that had just opened so we decided to go on. I was nervous. I’d never been on a roller coaster.
A group of 6 college kids were ahead of us in line and started chatting with me. Full on just having a fun conversation with someone literally going through the beginning of a very awkward middle school period. I was so shocked they wanted to talk to me. I think my mom mentioned it was my birthday. They were very nice about it. When we got on the ride they told us to go ahead of them so we could sit at the front of the car since it held 8 people.
Now the ride (called Journey to Atlantis - I believe it is sadly no longer there) started with a slow ride of beautiful visuals of dolphins and oceans and computerized images of this imaginary Atlantis before going up the hill to the beginning of the coaster, where it paused for about 30 seconds, and then the ride started. The college kids must have known there would be a pause. Maybe they’d ridden it before I’m not sure.
But as we sat there on that peak, 6 people I’ve never known, and will never know again, sang a very very lonely 11 year old happy birthday. Loudly. And with gusto. They were happy and laughing and joyful. And it made me feel less alone in the world.
I am 29 years old this year, and I still remember them. I still remember that kindness. It is so important. It doesn’t go into a vacuum. It exists beside me in my daily life. And I love the idea that I have been that person to someone else too.
It’s stunningly lovely to be human when we’re kind to each other.
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sometimes bad things happen to good people and sometimes you just fucking earned it
and sadly, this blog is now effectively put to rest for everything except my weekly "i cried today at work" posts. will just queue them in advance
this excerpt of optics of light by sonkë johnsen is the most arousing reason to purchase it yet
im shaking i've never been more terrified of an image in my life i've never wished more that something was actually false but it's real this is a nightmare world we live in
my little girl isnt okay
In the colossal, cathedral sized water tank beneath the Hagia Sophia in Istanbul, Turkey, several heads of Medusa have been used as pillar bases for the past 1.500 years. It is not entirely known where the heads came from, but they were believed to be taken from some other Roman ruin. The heads are upside down or sideways to inhibit the power of the Gorgon Medusa's gaze.
The water tank's existence was forgotten for hundreds of years, despite being beneath the Hagia Sophia. When it was rediscovered, explorers found fish inside of it.
Why the Greek monster stares out from an ancient cistern in Istanbul
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im on that easy to fuck but hard to kill grindset 💯
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Santiago Rusiñol y Prats - El Jardin del Principe de Aranjuez (1913)
learning that the word 'miniature' comes not from a word meaning 'small', but from the name of medieval illustrators/illuminators tasked with painting parts that needed the red-orange pigment 'minium', thus giving these people the title of 'miniator', which eventually shifted to just meaning 'tiny' because of the tiny illustrations they were coloring: etymology is such an attestation to the lovely nature of human wandering