out of reach
i wish i wasn’t so reluctant with feelings;
because you see,
i lost my chance to say something
before you disappeared into thin air
with someone else
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out of reach
i wish i wasn’t so reluctant with feelings;
because you see,
i lost my chance to say something
before you disappeared into thin air
with someone else
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rollercoaster of life
your life is like a rollercoaster
full of ups and downs,
but i want to be there with you for the ride
no matter how high or how low it goes
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hearts
the strings
of her ukulele
strum against her heart
that once was broken
and the sweet melodies
kept it from breaking even more.
until she found the person
that would pick the pieces back up
and put them back together
the right way
with the idea in mind
that her heart wouldn’t be broken again
in the hands of them.
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let go
be careful
to not let me go
for i will not come back again
once you lose my trust
that once was strong
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the irony of life
the ones who are in the past want it to be the future.
the ones who are in the future want it to be the past again.
the young wants to be old.
and the old wants to be the young again.
and that’s the irony of life
because we sometimes forget that we have the present in front of us
and yearn for something else instead.
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the thought of you
my mind if full of as many thoughts as one can hold
but yet, the thought of you prevails all of them
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delicacy
i’m a delicate flower
who needs her gardener
to take care of her precious petals
and to let her grow.
to be admired and loved
through storms and sunshine
in which that gardener takes care of her
until mother nature comes again.
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falling down
doesn’t mean you can’t pick yourself back up.
failing at a task
doesn’t mean you’ll fail the next one.
having a bad day today
doesn’t mean you’ll have a bad one tomorrow.
not being happy right now
doesn’t mean you won’t be happy forever.
problems that come up today
doesn’t mean they can’t be solved eventually.
procrastinating on something
doesn’t mean you can’t do it the next day.
not being perfect at something
doesn’t mean you can’t perfect it ever.
broken bonds with people
can be resolved if you take time to fix it.
life takes time. remember things can be solved.
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shy boy
i look in front of me
to see you turned around
and caught my eye
for you to only look away
in a millisecond.
but honestly,
i wouldn’t mind if you caught my eye
for longer than a glance.
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raindrops
raindrops hit against
the rose petals
as the girl steps out into her backyard
running into the field of grasses
halting to a stop, she looks up.
she notices the sunset
of everlasting red, orange, and pink hues
and stays there until it slowly disappears
to reveal the stars glimmering in her eyes
in hopes of her dreams coming true.
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Of all the questions I’ve been asked, perhaps the one I’ve struggled the most to answer is “Why did you start writing?”
I began writing because I could. It was a simple as that. But I continued because when I write, I feel powerful, like the fire in me can warm the world. When I write I feel as though I have one foot in fantasy, the colossal spectrum of my dreams and the other foot briskly marching on the hard, concrete floor of reality.
I write because I feel beautiful, empowered and free, like I am untethered and soaring. Because when I write, I feel like a soldier bellowing out a war cry and like a black swan in a blue lake, floating on the mysterious waters of love.
I write because it is the only way I can stop the wildfire in my throat from burning out my voice. It is the only way I can subdue the ceaseless torrent of thoughts in my mind and the vague yet relentless itching in my blood.
I write because it is the closest I can ever get to creating magic and I write because the words make me feel extraordinary, like I’m finally the woman I want to be.
So the real question, you see, is not why I started writing but why I never stopped.
hopeless romantic
i wish that you would notice me
but i’m a hopeless romantic
that can’t catch your eye
in the world full of others
who did
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friendship
friendship is like glass,
delicate fragments held together
and watching it crash down
against the pavement of life
is one of the hardest things to experience
because no glue can’t hold it together once it’s broken.
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gravity
it feels like
i’m gravitating towards you
but not close enough
to only be let go again .
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glances
sometimes i can’t help but to glance over
to see those hazel eyes from across the room
and sometimes you look into my blue ones too.
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cupid
if only cupid’s bow
would work this time
and do his magic
to what seems like every other love story
love garden
i hope that one day
we can grow a garden of flowers together
like how i grow flowers in my mind,
beautiful ones,
when i’m around you.
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