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@brittnotinbusan
u wanna treat
NOTHING. seriously nothing. has made me laugh harder.
Here’s the thing I know about me: I’m a survivor. If you leave me or if I force you out, I will be okay. I’m not worried about my okayness. I will shift my thinking and I will acclimate to a life without you there. I will do it. It will not be easy, but I will do it. I will burrow myself in the comfort call of that loneliness, that barrenness I felt before I met you. I will remember how to live without someone to cling to at 3am. My worry isn’t whether or not I will be okay without you. My worry is simply: what if you are gone and I realize I was wrong about us? What if I date other people and try to find your laugh in their laugh or your face in their face or the way you wrap me in your arms in the way they wrap me in their arms? What if I lose you or leave you and then I look for you again my entire life? What if I go in search of something different, but all I end up wanting is you? What if I search for a greater love only to realize you were the greater love?
Blah blah blah Thursday morning feels
THIS AVOCADO IS FURIOUS
I can’t wait for TMI Tuesday to fade into obscurity so I can spearhead the much needed “keep it to yourself every day” movement.
Any tips on meeting and dating Korean guys as a foreigner?
Don’t.
Demand a Plan.
This is good.
Dear Jesus,
Please let this be my last first day of school forever. And ever.
'preciate it & amen.
-Brittinbusan
You can't leave now you little bitch omgkoreawhyyy. You have too many more hungover breakfasts to cook for me. ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
Sometimes you fall only to rise higher than you were before. You fell. Now rise.
Yasmin Mogahed (via islamicgirl)
There are boys smoking weed in front of tashaalice and I and an old man getting drunk off lager directly behind.
ON A CITY BUS.
Ireland is fucking weird.
Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.
Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things (via 1112pm)
"Nothing is ever so black and white, especially the end of a relationship. You have built your lives around each other and although you move apart certain things are difficult to let go of, things you maybe took for granted. As the figures in my sculpture are blown apart, they reach back trying to hold on. Their hands are slipping from each other's grasp. The broken heart is but the shell of what bonds them together." -Daniel Doyle (at Dublin Castle)
if i show you a picture on my phone, do not SWIPE. ain’t nobody tell you to take a motherfucking tour.
Europe three weeks in
Italy was a dream. We traveled and saw all of the sights of Rome. Took a road trip to the far south and stayed at a beach house for a week in the heel. Ran into boys that knew the key to my heart: massive ass pizzas. Partied with a bachelor party full of thirty-something lawyer’s and shared drinks from a bucket-sized mojito with a 50-year old man in a thong as the sun was setting. Traveled up north to Tuscany, where we spent the night in Florence but didn’t see much outside of the marketplace where my budget was shot to hell. I ate my body weight in pizza, pasta and every delicious sandwich Italy had to offer. Had more espressos than a human should consume in that amount of time, and pretty sure my blood turned to wine.
France so far has been equally amazing, but has had a few hiccups along the way. My credit card has already been lost(stolen) not 10 minutes upon arrival. I sat in a train station emptying out bags on bags that were too heavily stuffed and crying alone (all which was followed by an hour in a police station.) I have traveled to the French Alps to a ridiculously gorgeous town called Annecy that actually looked like it came straight from a fairy tale. I have also shopped along a weekend food market and bought stuff to make quintessential French foods like tarts and ratatouille and then was stranded in cafe while we watched a thunderstorm and sipped on coffees. I also went hard Saturday night, where I learned mixing alcohols and wines is not a good idea even if you’re at a French house party and your cup keeps magically filling up.
It hasn’t been long, but this trip has been wonderful to just relax and slow down, spend time with good friends and most importantly to heal. The last three weeks is England and Ireland.. aka Tasha time! Updates to come :)
I’m not sure what I’ll do, but— well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via koreyan)
Summer in Europe begins now! So ready to leave everything behind for a while and spend time with best friends and eat, allllll the yummy things.
See you in 7 weeks Korea!
Found my outfit for tomorrow. Also. Are Korean t-shirt makers trolling tumblr for ideas now?