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wtf stab me pls π©π
TWINKLE AWAY LITTLE STAR.
One day, as I sat in my balcony,
Looking at the precious view,
That was clearly beyond my reach,
Flowers bloomed and birds chirped,
I stretched out my arm,
But it was too far away.
They had told me earlier,
That the path I had chosen,
Wasnβt meant for me.
They had said I would come,
Crawling back to normalcy,
That it wonβt last long.
It had been scary,
Going out of my way like that,
But staying in, suffocated me.
I chose this,
And the difficulties dragged along,
Itβs the ultimate truth.
This world is crazy,
To get pleasure,
I must go through the hardships.
For without this struggle,
I would be,
A diminished star.
But these troublesome times,
Help me brighten my light,
They make me twinkle,
Like a little star.
Only Me.
He lay on his bed, wondering what he was supposed to do. He was tired. Not because he had worked so hard at work that day. No. his body wasnβt tired. It was his mind that needed rest. His friends had told him that he had become too shallow. They said he wasnβt the same person he used to be. They said βsheβ had changed him. He didnβt feel any different. But the things his friends had said, poked him for some reason.
βThey might be right. Maybe I should try to change myself, you know, go back to normal.β He thought aloud.
But he didnβt know what they wanted. Shallow? So he had to become deeper now? But how does one do that?
βthis is bullshit, I donβt need to do this, they should love me for who I am.β He said to the mirror.
He wished the mirror could give him some insight on the situation, he really needed it.
βyou know what, I should try to change, where am I gonna find such amazing friends ever again, I should hold on to them.β
βbutβ¦β
His fatherβs voice rang in his head, βToo long have you allowed everyone else write on the canvas of your life. Take back the pen, write your own story.β
It was time to use the precious advice. He decided that it wasnβt his friendsβs place to ask him to change, in any way. Only one person could decide how or when he needed to change, and that was him.
He washed his face, and after days and nights of endless brooding, he finally fell asleep.
(i would love to read reviews π)
They say, "focus on the little moments of joy that cross your way", "enjoy the little things in life". For materialistic things they say, "you can't take it with you when you go". But they also say, "success is what is remembered forever", "the best feeling in the world is the feeling of success".
As a writer, I have always struggled with the notion of insignificance. It is my worst fear. I want focus, a drive that leads me to significance but I also want to write for myself not for fame.
I am confused.
I am confused about wanting to be remembered and wanting to live to the fullest. I am confused about whether to be at a good position in job or in life. I am confused between making-it-work or it-will-all-work-out. I am confused about whether to complete give in to the competition and win or to let go of the competition and look at the bigger picture.
Reblog this if you are confused. Add what I have missed. Add what I have forgotten. Add what I may not feel but you do. Reblog this because someone somewhere is also confused and this may not be helpful but this can act as an ointment to the wounds of confusion that torment their lives.
Reblog or tell me. Give me some insight if you have any.
WHO ISN'T CONFUSED?
I've never met a person who told me that they know a hundred percent of what they want in life. Not once have i met a person who said i know exactly what i want. I think no one wants to know what they wish for in the deepest recesses of their heart. But maybe, this is what life is about. Figuring out what will make you happy. Not knowing but finding out what you wish for. Because if you knew exactly what you want in life, what will be the point of all of it? Perhaps we're here to figure out that shit :)
uwuu jeon jungkook has my heart ππ
let us all take a moment and thank kim seokjin for existing. ππ
HAPPY 7TH YEAR ANNIVERSARY FAM π
although this is only my second year with this beautiful fandom, i'm so proud of our precious boys and i love them. There are so many words in my head, but none can even remotely describe how much i have taken away from Bangtan sonyeondan.
cheers to the biggest boy band in the world π₯
saranghae. ππ
them during practice sessions >>>>> π
NAMJINSOPEVMINKOOK πͺπ
This Pride, donβt forget about us
RESPECT ALL TRANS PEOPLE :)
thank you π
happy pride!
oOf the duality π€
YES, THAT IS THE SAME GUY :')
Here's a few pictures of taekook being absolute relationship goals.
TAEKOOK NATION ARISE. π»
preach π
kim namjoon for president! π€
dear bollywood,
you have taught me so much. i learnt from you, that i can be anything at all! from tandoori murgi to a red velvet ka cake, coca cola, zandu balm, afghan jalebi, desi chidiya and so much more! Being a woman is a blessing, specially since cinema influences the population to such a huge extent. Thanks to these "generic slangs" calling girls 'patakha' or 'item' has been normalised.
Anyway, i wanted to be a professional patakha so umm..
Thank you bollywood π
can we please talk about his mirror selfies?
i'm crying ππ€
if ever you feel lonely, look at the skies and from within the skies, soak in the hope and smile π»