Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Mike Driver
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

blake kathryn
NASA
will byers stan first human second
occasionally subtle
taylor price
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Sade Olutola
ojovivo

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@cornkept
RLLY fucjin crazy to feel this alone
Love just doesn't look like that man
what it is like to live with an anxiety disorder
1. no one ever congratulates you for doing the really difficult things like driving on the freeway or getting out of bed or staying alive 2. every friendship you make is a countdown to the moment when they finally can’t deal with the missed calls and canceled hangouts every friendship is on a timer every friendship expires sooner, not later 3. you hear phrases like “bootstraps” over and over until you wish you had some to hang yourself with 4. you have to learn to simultaneously relax your muscles and move them with determination you have to be in control and you have to let go at the same time it’s enough to drive you into a blubbering mess 5. music is a conduit crying is a conduit your dad calling is a conduit everything becomes a conduit for either having or not having another panic attack 6. you learn to stop making plans because you’ll either disappoint yourself or someone you care about or both 7. you accept all of it 8. you hope someday everyone else can accept it too
Chung premonitions at breakfast. Manhattan, New York. March 2015
“The black person is the protagonist in most of my paintings. I realized that I didn’t see many paintings with black people in them.”
Jean-Michel Basquiat
Yea I kno I sound like a drug addict but look no body got me like Mary Jane like don't get mad at me its fuckin truth Imma just find my way to her idek care about the shit I get in with my parents at least I still have her like then I can be happy I got this bitch as long as I have her man