I don’t know why I’ve never heard this til now, but oh my god. Wow. This is just gorgeous. Edge of Desire is one of my favorite angsty songs, and this will be added to that playlist too!!
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I don’t know why I’ve never heard this til now, but oh my god. Wow. This is just gorgeous. Edge of Desire is one of my favorite angsty songs, and this will be added to that playlist too!!
Love encompasses opposites: affection and anger, excitement and boredom, stability and change, bonds and freedom. Love does not give us perfect happiness, but it does give our lives meaning.
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DISCIPLINE - LIVING WITH - Ana Kras and Devendra Banhart
My heart aches right now. I'm so scared of so many worldly things. How can God give us such a beautiful place to live and life to fulfill but add so much negativity and chaos. Maybe it's the stress, maybe it's my sincere wish to begin my life - my real life - married, kids, job I love. Maybe it's seeing my friends go through such painful experiences. Maybe it's from feeling alone while boyfriend is deployed. I just want to connect spiritually and feel the peace I love.
Salt. Salt cures everything. Wounds. Depression. Stress.
I struggle way too much with my past. My heart aches when I lose people who were close to me. I'm not sure why this struggle is so real for me - I have had an amazing past, I have an amazing present and I'm so excited about my future. But no matter how hard I try, I can't break ties with painful memories. Facebook is probably the easiest place where my old wounds can be reopened in seconds. Someone unfriending me, seeing photos of certain people moving on...there are so many things there that bring up my past. Yes, I could easily delete those people who cause pain, but it is so hard to force myself to do that. I care about everyone I meet, so I care to know how they are doing... Ugh, idk, feeling really depressed today.
A wall. A big wall. A big, giant wall. A big, giant, scary wall. This big, giant, scary wall is really big, giant and scary. I'm scared to climb the wall. I'm scared to break the wall down. I'm scared to let go of the wall. But I desperately want to trust him.
Mentality
Anxiety. That little thing that slowly grows bigger over time. Happy times, lonely times, separated times, together times, stressful times - all times really. And as it rolls on over those times, building upon itself, it grows unstoppable. The tiniest thing can cause the explosion. A missed phone call, boom! A forgotten endearment, boom! A plan ruined, boom! A is for Anxiety causing Attacks. Legs kicking. Breathing speeding. Body shaking. Voice screaming. Frantically trying to fix what went wrong. Feeling your whole world cave in. The idea that you no longer seem important. The last time I experienced this, I lost the person who meant the most to me at the time. And yes it was my fault. My past is only coming back up as I experience this Anxiety Attack again. But it is different now. You're not walking away. I love you for that.
Oh hey Tumblr. I didn't see you sitting there. I guess I've been walking right past you for the last few months. My life has been such a busy blur and I'm so sorry I've been neglecting you. You used to serve as such a great outlet for all of my crazy emotions and thoughts - you used to help me keep that craziness so organized. But don't worry, I'm still crazy. And I've been keeping it all bottled up. But now I really think it will help me if I can release that craziness once again into your arms, dear Tumblr. Be prepared.
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I watched you laughing from the passenger side. Realized that I loved you in the fall.
"Gulabi Gang" is a gang of women in India who track down and beat abusive husbands with brooms.
this is too thug not to reblog
That’s not all they do - they’ve got more information on their website.
What else they do that is awesome:
Stop child marriages
Persuade families to educate girl-child
Train women in self-defense
Oppose corruption in administration
Create awareness about the evils of dowry
Register FIRs against sex-offenders and abusive husbands
Publicly shame molesters
Encourage women to become financially independent
Yesssssssss. Female empowerment is a wonderful thing.
Btw gulabi is a reference to ‘rosy’ and a Hindi word for pink Hence the pink saris Bollywood’s actually doing a movie on it Me and my friends in India consider the Gulabi gang the height of badass-ness
Stop romanticizing people who hurt you.
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Make cash and leave the dust behind...
It's been over a year since I called you mine for the first time. It's been a year, this week, since you broke my heart in two and left me excluded from your mind, your life. As I frantically tried to find you again, my heart and brain were in panic mode. How could someone who makes me feel so whole hurt me? Again? Again, I made myself vulnerable. I gave someone hope and trust who didn't deserve it. It's been a year and I'm honestly still not over it. As hard as I try, a little part of me still wants to give you a second look, a second chance. But that's not fair to me. It's not fair to Ben. And it's not fair to you. If you won't turn your life around for me, I'm afraid you're probably doomed. And I guess that's not my problem anymore. Thanks for being there always. Thanks for making me fall in love with you. Thanks for breaking my heart. Thanks for wrecking my life and trust in people...and continuing to do that even now. Thanks for everything. Thanks for nothing. I'm better off without you although my heart still hurts.
We used to be able to enjoy our conversations. We used to joke with each other, make each other laugh, lovingly pick on each other. Now it feels like we constantly jab each other. Going out of our ways to find something mean to say....that's not love! Negativity is all that fills our home together. I can't stand it. I can't take it. This is my past on repeat and I just want out. Unhappiness. I want to be completely happy again.