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NASA

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Link’s Guide to Enjoying Fall
BEST POST EVER
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BEAUTIFUL
Shaving
Around the beginning of July 2018, I stopped shaving altogether. Didn't shave my legs, my pits, anything. I've always believed in valuing a person's heart over their looks, and decided that I didn't want to shave anymore.
Honestly, I loved it. It was great. I didnt have to worry about shaving every week or every three days, there was no hassle and I didn't have to put any bandaids on my knees. I felt confident and healthy in my shorts and tank tops, and I don't even remember getting any comments about looking disgusting. The only comment on it that I remember was from one of my friends, who doesn't like looking at it on anyone, girl or guy.
In my confidence, I was trying to prove that society didn't hold me to a certain physical appearance- in other words, I was trying to express that I was free to make myself look how I wanted, and so was anyone else who wanted to join me.
About a week into October of the same year, I was stepping into the shower. I rememberef a conversation I'd had with some friends at lunch, about how rubbing your legs together after shaving both of them was one of the best feelings. I realized;
I wanted to shave.
Immediately, the thoughts that popped into my head were "but then I'll be giving into society's beauty standards, I can't do that!" But this thought made me pause. Wasn't the whole reason I stopped shaving... to do what I want with my physical appearance? Why then, should I let that very thought keep me from doing what I want? I shaved. I rubbed those legs together, and you bet it felt good!
So I put this here as a reminder to all of us: Just because you STOP doing something because you don't want to, doesn't mean you can't START it again if you want to. (And vice versa)
We are all fearfully and wonderfully made, and society can't take that from us.
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You can see people’s wings. As far as you know, you’re the only one that sees them. But you don’t mind, as they allow you to gather more insight to everyone you see. They vary in size and color, and you can tell a lot about people from those two aspects alone. They move as well, stretching out to hold a loved one, or flaring when someone not so cherished comes by. You’ve never seen anything physical be able to interact with them, but today, you see someone with two charred stumps where their wings should be.
Love this prompt!
What would happen if I swallowed five mentos whole and then chugged a coke
For cat people who need to take their kitties with them: they make cat carrier backpacks! They're kind of pricey, depending on the size of your furbaby, but it's got shoulder straps so it doesn't get in the way 😊
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I NEEDED THIS THANK
You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one.
This is important to remember. You never forget the chapter happened, but trying to relive it will get you nowhere.
Two icons were lost this week to suicide, but their contributions to the world will never be forgotten. Kate Spade made the fashionably unattainable attainable and @anthonybourdain’s exploration of culture through food opened our eyes to the world. Both will be sorely missed.
Remember, no matter what you are going through, you don’t have to go through it alone. There are resources available to help you.
Please don’t hesitate to reach out if you need it, Tumblr.
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: Available 24/7 at 1-800-273-TALK (8255).
NAMI (@namiorg): Dedicated to improving the lives of anyone living with mental illness. Free to chat at 1-800-950-6264. Free support 24/7 Text NAMI to 741741
The Trevor Project (@thetrevorproject): Confidential suicide hotline for LGBTQ+ young people. Available 24/7 at 1-866-488-7386.
This is something everyone should have access to.
"Aren't you a Christian?"
"Yeah."
"But... but you listen to Panic At the Disco, don't they cuss?"
"...I tune it out. It's not that hard."
"Well, you also listen to Sleeping with Sirens, and My Chemical Romance!"
"First, you forgot Falling in Reverse and Green Day. Second, I like the music. Just because it has a few cuss words doesn't mean I'm incapable of enjoying it. I have enough self-awareness and self-control to realize when a song is affecting me negatively and stop listening to it for a time period. Sometimes I realize I've been listening to a song and I disagree with it's subject or message, so I just don't listen to it; I skip it, or remove the song. Yes, my Christianity effects what I listen to- but only in the sense that I hold specific core beliefs, and if the music begins influencing me to compromise those, THAT'S when I ditch a song."
"You listen to Green Day?!"
"...and occasionally Linkin Park. I just don't let the songs influence me. Like I said, if it starts influencing me too much, I stop listening to it. It's not a big deal, it's relatively common. Christians are human too."
-Actual conversation I had with a kid from my school
First time Anxiety
I don't normally get anxious, but I have friends that are anxious all the time. I have a lot more confidence than most people, and while sometimes it's a problem, often it prevents me from having anxiety when others might have some. I still have a hard time understanding why people get anxious over some things, but I realize that they're still problems in someone else's life.
Recently, as a junior in high school, I've had IMMENSE anxiety about college, and scholarships, and figuring out where to start since I knew practically nothing about how any of that works. My parents had been reminding me (in love) that I needed to start applying for scholarships, I need to look at colleges- maybe even apply to some.
Well, I started getting anxious about it to the point where I couldn't even talk about it without tearing up and getting fearful. I know that God is with me, so I shouldn't fear, but I was still afraid. My parents finally brought up (firmly) that I was avoiding it, and I broke down. I was sobbing, and I started to hyperventilate (I've done that before though, so I knew how to handle that part)
Knowing that I'm normally confused about anxiety since I don't experience it often, I didn't expect my parents to understand.
I explained I didn't know what I was doing, and how the only chance I get to go find information about colleges is during other classes when I'm trying to take notes (You have to sign up for an appointment with the counselor, and they'll call you into their office during school hours whenever it's convenient for them). I explained I didn't want to trust my life's future with someone who doesn't care about me.
I fully expected my parents to tell me I was being ridiculous, that I needed to stop the hysterics. I thought they would think of it as an overreaction- but they didn't.
They listened to me, and tried to understand by repeating back what they thought I was saying. I would correct them where they got it wrong, but they listened and understood where I was coming from through a joint communication process. They let me calm down, and told me in positive ways that it was okay, told me in positive ways that I didn't need to stress over thing "A", because there are multiple chances to do that.
But most importantly, they listened and offered relevant solutions.
I don't know how it is for people who get anxiety a lot- but I DO know that if someone is having an anxiety attack, using calm gestures, confirming their feelings are valid, and just listening can help. If you know of solutions to their problem, that may be welcome help once they are calmer.
But one thing I learned from this experience? If someone's getting anxious, validate their feelings, and don't tell them it's not a big deal.
Just. Listen.
A bruise color palette?
Here’s a palette for a bruise!
Hope this helps!
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Happy birthday Ukai Keishin! ✧・゚: *✧・゚
ABSOLUTELY YES I LOVE HIM BEST CHARACTER
Success
You succeed every day.
You succeed when you get up. You succeed when you eat part of a meal, or finish one. You succeed when you get dressed, or put on makeup- you may not have put it on well, but your quest was to get it on regardless. You succeed when you take a step, and when you reach your destination, despite the fact that you're early or late. The goal was to be there. To take that next step. To finish the task.
You succeed when you don't complete the task; you succeed at trying.
The only way to fail, is to not try
After all, do or do not- there is no try
You have either failed by not trying, or succeeded by trying. Failure by trying isn't a fail- it's still a success.
Because you tried.
i would like to close my eyes and dream a fantasy make up a new reality a place with happiness where everything feels right my imagination going wild while i sit here all alone
t.m. (via tmpoem)
Good thing to do if you're writing a book! 💜💜💜😊😙
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