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if i look back, i am lost
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ē„ę„ / Permanent Vacation
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@deafplum
One day youāre gonna meet someone who you donāt just want to spend the night with but who you look forward to waking up and sharing your morning with. This person is different because there is gonna be one person that is able to break through the bullshit you sell to the world. They look you in the eyes and can see the truth. They look you in the eyes and know what you are thinking and feeling before you even say. Thereās a connection there youāll never understand. But youāll just be happy you met someone who can share in that. And theyāll let you into their world, too. Youāll talk about dreams and ambitions like you havenāt before. Youāll talk about disappointments and fears you didnāt even know of. You talk about insecurities and mistakes and there before you is someone who doesnāt judge you for any of it. Thereās gonna be one person who breaks through every wall you have and youāre left with these raw emotions you didnāt even know you were capable of feeling. And youāre gonna look at them knowing well they arenāt perfect. But regardless of that your flaws compliment each other in a way that it all makes sense. Youāll realize one day you find yourself worrying when all you ever did in the past was worry about yourself. You find yourself angry at the people who have done them wrong. You find yourself feeling these things through another soul and while you can never take away their pain or the past its them you want in your future. When in the past all you ever thought about was your own future. One day you realize if anything were to ever happen to them youād be a mess. You realize they matter. You realize they always have. You realize they always will. You find yourself remembering every little detail. From the first time you met and the first words they said. And it surprises you because we go through motions in life seeing so many faces and having so many interactions but somehow you remember every detail of this one. And itās something no one will understand. But the thing is they donāt have to understand it. They donāt have to accept it or like it. Cause you have. Then you muster the courage to say three words and donāt hold back because for the first time youāre looking at someone with complete confidence. One day youāre gonna meet someone who simply feels like home.
SHE EATS HEARTS
I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and Youāre a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe itās weird. Maybe itās scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just beāto just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.
Rachel C. Lewis
Whiskey and you
Thereās a bottle on the dresser by your ring And itās empty so right now I donāt feel a thing And Iāll be hurting when I wake up on the floor But Iāll be over it by noon Thatās the difference between whiskey and you Come tomorrow, I can walk in any store It aināt a problem, theyāll always sell me more But your forgiveness Well, thatās something I canāt buy There aināt a thing that I can do Thatās the difference between whiskey and you Oneās the devil, one keeps driving me insane At times I wonder if they aināt both the same But oneās a liar that helps to hide me from my pain And oneās the long gone bitter truth Thatās the difference between whiskey and you Iāve got a problem but it aināt like what you think I drink because Iām lonesome and Iām lonesome ācause I drink But if I donāt break down and bring it on myself Itāll hit out of the blue Thatās the difference between whiskey and you Ah, thatās the difference between whiskey and you
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Last night I held an Atlas and ran my fingers across the whole world. I softly whispered "where does it hurt?" It answered, "everywhere, it hurts everywhere".
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There was a documentary on TV last night about the shocking rape culture in certain South African communities. At the time I was working on some logo ideas for a client and it got me thinking. As a graphic designer I see how powerful branding and marketing can be on a daily basis. If we look around we all can. What if we attached social messages to iconic symbols in popular culture to make people think about what goes on in the world around us? Here's one of many I designed.
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