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So we climbed this bad boy #whernside #whernsidesummit #whernsidepeak https://www.instagram.com/p/BqdSIW0lqets0g9oEZsDgbBNGtndhXkz7sK-OE0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=meaidjqg7so3
Dawid Planeta is a Polish artist (on Tumblr) who battles his depression by painting through it. His work produces murky scenes of mini people coming into contact with the gargantuan creatures that inhabit the jungle in his mind.
Currently on an expedition deep in the Columbian jungle, Dawid plans to return in March 2018 with new works. Connect with Dawid on Facebook.
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stop to wonder
these spaces in free fall cracks and curves napes of necks and smalls of backs
what would you do to taste those tears again, to feel now all of the pain that you felt back then?
do you stop to wonder what you would be, if your heart knew nothing of all that tragedy? .
A lover doesn’t discourage your growth. a lover says, ⠀ ⠀ ‘I see who you are today, I cannot wait to see who you become tomorrow’
Donte Collins (via annadownsouth)
vfib
ventricular fibrillation
I am drowning, I am screaming
you are nowhere near to hear it but I’m calling, failing fading down the hill of this asystole
they can’t save me like you can, they can’t kill me like you do
don't fall in love with me.
don’t fall in love with me
i’ll turn you into poetry and sing out of key
i’ll wake you every morning to see: coffee-colored eyes and i’ll sip from you slowly as i kiss you goodbye
don’t fall in love with me
i’ll map your constellations and make myself at home
i’ll laugh and get nervous when i tell awful jokes so i’ll smile and kiss you on the tip of your nose
don’t fall in love with me don’t get too close
one day, you’ll need me until one day, you won’t
and i’ll write poetry to heal what you broke i’ll try not to miss you until one day, i don’t
don’t fall in love with me don’t give me hope
Turnover | Humming
Carelessly you pass the hours, humming songs you heard when you were young … Show me why you’re always smiling, laugh again and make me fall in love
#NowPlaying Here It Goes by Jimmy Eat World
#NowPlaying Wide Eyes by Local Natives
how was your day?
(i choked on my own insignificance again locked myself in a bathroom stall stared for an hour at my hands)
good, how was yours?
(i stared too long out the window again dreamed of having wings or finally falling)
it was good, thank you for asking
I’m trying to be tough about all of this. That’s what they all call me - strong. But I’m not, really. I think about how I constantly touch loneliness on cold sheets and warm tears wiped onto the back of my hand. I think of pain and how it’s the heart monitor betraying me every time someone says your name. How it’s the moment I remember something you said - replaying it over in my head. How you promised you’d never leave and you did. I stand arms reaching out as you hold onto him. This heartache has drained me five years thin. I don’t know how to function - physically. Emotionally, even less. Nowadays, I often have to catch my breath to remind myself I’m even alive.
I wish you could have read my mind. Maybe then you’d understand all I did was try. Your love was my hope in the darkest of times. I’ve nothing left now in your betrayal, in your goodbye. (via whiskey-and-poetry)
a crucible
unfathomable grief.
you asked me to leave her and I did
In my thoughts, I felt: what is true love worth if it isn’t being fought for?
but I dare not ask the same of you
you’re a world of double standards and hypocritical ground
I poured my heart out to you in moments of weakness and you sit back quietly with no regard
ask if I love you? I do. ask me to show you? I would.
no. I have. I am alone on your behalf.
you’ve already ghosted into another’s life and so I think back to when you asked me to leave her
I did. No hesitation, I burned through fire to get home.
That’s what you were. Home.
but it seems I don’t know which way to go or what words to say knowing you don’t love me anymore
what a fucking revelation
You know how some people bring tears to your eyes just thinking of them…?
THE THING