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Sade Olutola
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Love Begins
One Nice Bug Per Day
TVSTRANGERTHINGS

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cherry valley forever
Claire Keane
Game of Thrones Daily

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shark vs the universe
d e v o n

tannertan36

ellievsbear
hello vonnie

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@4ced-smiles
“My brain knew, but my heart wasn’t ready.”
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Miniature hyperrealistic paintings by Dina Brodsky
Instagram // Prints // Webpage
Please don’t delete the link to the photographers/artists, thanks!
I may not be everyone’s cup of tea, but I am someone’s double shot of tequila.
Unknown (via syntacked)
this is real goals
before i die i want to see the northern lights preferably with whoever my future person ends up being. if yr my soulmate pls start the itinerary
cant wait till living in my own apartment and watching sunsets through my big windows
“I never really did like the way my glasses looked on me. But you told me I looked really good in them. From then on, I always reached for my glasses, thinking they made me look better. When I put on lipstick, I remember the way you said “that looks good on you” so I would spend time trying on different shades of red, wondering what you would think of them. The way your eyes lit up when I put on the black dress, and when you told me I looked so great it in, made me think I looked my best in that dress. I would put it on and stare at myself in the mirror, thinking of when your hands were wrapped around my waist and your eyes were staring into mine. Every time I put on that one shirt, I remember how it was your favorite. You loved the way I looked in that shirt. I wore it a lot, for you. I still wear it a lot, hoping you’ll notice me in it. You always made fun of me because my socks never matched. Now when I put on a matching pair, I want to show you. I know that sounds weird, but it seems like a thing between us. You’re everywhere. Everyday. How can you forget about someone when they’re everything you see? How can you lose feelings for the person whose name is the definition of every feeling you’ve ever felt? Tell me, please someone tell me, how to stop this pain. Tell me how to stop thinking of you. Tell me how to stop making my life about you.”
— {via cheerupsavvy} (via cheerupsavvy)
Missing someone is one of the most awful feelings you can ever experience. You’ll be walking around thinking of something funny to tell them and it suddenly hits that you no longer talk. You can wish on a number of stars, throw as many coins in wishing wells and make as many 11:11 wishes but at the end of the day, if you’ve tried your best, deep down you know there’s nothing more you can do - and that’s what aches the most.
you don’t have to accept things you are not okay with.
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