Like the cavemen of the past I leave my words here for those who come after ... maybe my existence will be known
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

ellievsbear

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Monterey Bay Aquarium

if i look back, i am lost
Not today Justin
Three Goblin Art
Cosmic Funnies

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

titsay

PR's Tumblrdome
RMH

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Kiana Khansmith

oozey mess

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Jules of Nature

Janaina Medeiros
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@animperfectcircle05
Like the cavemen of the past I leave my words here for those who come after ... maybe my existence will be known
While were young and beautiful
Days of Being Wild
Wong Kar-wai, 1990
backshots in the backrooms
I miss u jim Morrison, come back please
Two deer. Not just one. Two of them made this mistake
White-tailed deer (Odocoileus virginianus)
This is lowkey what it's like being a twin
Untitled
And within the collapse of your own heart, you'll be greeted by the song of the sirens as you sink further. This is your home, your final resting place, and the final farewell to your life long letter.
I want to go ghost hunting in scooby doo fits
Albert Camus
Cigarette Daydreams
The warmth of the sun, the sweetness of her skin, the dark lust of the ash that follows in pursuit of each memory preserved: These are the things I hold as my own.
Her pretty Monroe smile, the scent of vanilla wafting from her bode, the playfulness of the gaze that envelops every fiber of my being: These are the things I take for granted.
The gentle softness of her hands down my chest, the intoxicating bite of her cherry plumbago lips, the life we breathe into each other with every gasp shared across the hours: These are things I have lost.
The soot at the bottom of the bed, the ash strewn across the sheets in all that could have been, and your image a fading frame in this house no longer our own: These are the things I am left with.
In this life, I am a ghost. In this life, I am a phantom parading in my skin. In this life, in this life, cigarette daydreams poison the whole.
Japanese Star Wars bottle caps (1978)
if you could go far away and start again
im scared that i am disappearing
why do you grow so distant tumblr sad girl
i am a worm eating through the rot and decay
spare me
This life is a tragedy and I am the progenitor of that
dumbest person youve ever met is saying "i'm too creative for a 9 to 5"