“it’s their first time living too! 🥺” yeah and the last #YouWillNotBeReincarnated

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@cocoaphil
“it’s their first time living too! 🥺” yeah and the last #YouWillNotBeReincarnated
wait, dan and phil are a couple?
“if i were you-” you’d collapse and burst into flames if you were me.
I’ve got a tiny black hole in a jar. Cute and incomprehensible isn’t it? Don’t open the lid. The last guy who did that got turbo radiation poisoning.
No it’s not a pet but it does eat light. Which is pretty easy to acquire all things considered. Just shine a lamp on it.
Again, do not open the jar.
What does it weigh? Only about ten pounds. It’s like carrying around a cat. In fact, a cat may have turned inside out on itself to make it. Or maybe it was a small dog or a raccoon, I’m not sure.
In any case, seriously, do not open the jar.
*opens the jar*
*you immediately fall over due to going through all stages of every type of cancer in 2 seconds*
*closes the jar*
They never listen.
Wait, how come you don't have cancer?
I don’t open the jar.
To those of you saying that the black hole would blow up in less than a nanosecond, clearly not. Because it’s still in the jar.
It would not blow up because the event horizon of a black hole that weighs as much as a cat would be miniscule. No idea how you suspended it in the jar though.
I didn’t say it was suspended in the jar. It still has mass. It’s on the bottom of the jar.
i made fanart of the tiny black hole in a jar
I love this thank you
im laughing so hard because no matter what song you listen to
spiderman dances to the beat
no matter what song ive been testing it and lauing my ass off for an hour
hey guys do you want to circulate the heirloom dancing spiderman again i feel like we could stand to do that
i hate this place i want to go to build a bear
me and the besties going to build a bear
powerful mental image, had to get it out
I felt bad for Beth. Had to include her.
In honor of my "gege am i ugly" post getting over 10k notes, here's a "san lang am i ugly" version of it. Featuring: how I'm picturing Hua Cheng 90% of the time.
🪦 ... 𝓘t's 𝘯𝘰𝘵 like I'm ℱ𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 in ( 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 ), 𝓘 just 𝐰𝑎𝐧t ya..
🎥 ⎯ ✿ ‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̥°̩̥‧̥·̊ ✿ °̩̥‧̥‧̥ ‧̥˚̩̩̥͙·‧̥·̊‧̥ ✿
*ೃ ✿ི⃨ꦿꦸ ♪⃝ ✳︎ 𓏸 🎻
‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̥°̩̥‧̥·̊ ✿ ℬ𝑬𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑬 the moment's 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗲 ... ⎯ 𝔑umber 𝖔ne party 𝓐𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮..
ㅤ ㅤ ꯳⃘꤫⃛ ꯳⃘ ㅤя̸̱͈̰̠̉̊͊͝ ̶̤̰̭̯̗͓̆̑͌̇͜в̴͚͕̣̠̙̹̹̇̊̍ы̵͖̟̜̜̳͕̠̲͈͐͋̓͗̍̏с̶͈͙͇̥̱͎̖̊͋̾͜о̸̫̋с̴̰͎͎̱͇̐͋̒̀̕у̸̪̞̭̟̲̙̪̅̐̉́̐͒̓͋̕ ̸̜̃́т̶̫͉̳̏̔͌̿̃̔̏̄̇в̶̨̤̰̲̟̳͑о̵̛̤͔̥̤͔̱̠̀̑̓̂̅̔͝͝ю̵̪̖̌̚ ̷͖̃͂̇̀́̆к̸̨͇̮̱͔̤̪̽̔̚͝͝р̸͖̥̮̩͉̄̇̍̊̀̾̓͘о̸̧̞̦̀в̸̢̫̩̫͚̣̤͋̓͆ь̸̡͈̼̩̾ㅤ 𓉸
ㅤ🕷️ ㅤㅤ━╋ ㅤ 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑 𔒵ㅤ ꯳⃘꤫🧛♂️
there is a special kind of loneliness that comes at the end of summer. even as the sun’s warmth lingers, there’s a quiet feeling that something has slipped away. like the last echo of laughter carried off by the wind. this time of year always brings a touch of sadness & melancholy but within that sadness, there’s also this strange comfort. a hope that despite the ending, new beginnings are just around the corner
will you guys hate me forever if i say i don’t like sunny days 💔
i’m sorry but a sunny day just don’t do it for me. and it might just be me but i’m always rooting for cloudy skies and stormy weather. every night when i drift off i hope to wake up to the sound of rain & each day i wish the night would bring that perfect storm. there’s something so comforting about the way heavy rain pounds against the windows, the flash of lightning, and the low rumble of thunder that feels like it’s right on top of you. and i can sit near the window and its gray outside and i can light up a candle or a lamp and wear my coziest clothes and read my fave book or watch my fave movie...
sometimes i think i have nothing in common with my younger self but then i remember the way i carry hope like a whisper. how i keep looking for the extraordinary in the quiet corners of my day. how i still feel every little thing too much.
propaganda a lot of y’all should fall for:
whispering “thanku” to your tea or coffee before the first sip.
telling your friends you love them when they least expect it. especially then.
googling “what kind of flower blooms twice” at 3 a.m. to feel hopeful again
deleting apps every two weeks and calling it a spiritual reset.
naming your plants like they’re ur friends. apologizing when you forget to water them.
believing ur younger self would still think you’re cool. even on your worst days.
using perfume before bed. for no one. for you.
making eye contact with yourself in the mirror when you cry. giving the pain an audience.
taking selfies when you feel awful. proof you existed even when the light wasn’t flattering :-)
“I will go to hell for you,”
Would you? Would you throw away everything to spend eternity with me? Even if you're forsaken till the end of time?
i want to leave fingerprints on your soul