You are the light in my darkest nights.
I will never be able to thank you enough for everything you have done for me.
I love you to the moon and back @taylorswift
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You are the light in my darkest nights.
I will never be able to thank you enough for everything you have done for me.
I love you to the moon and back @taylorswift
After two and a half years and 24 chapters later, I finally finished my book!
It was a constant battle of finding motivation to write when depression weighed me down. But I finally did it and my motivation won.
I kept going because I didn't forget what Taylor told me the day I met her. After a difficult year, she radiated positive energy into me. Made me believe in myself and left me feeling the happiest I had ever felt.
She told me that she was proud of me for writing and said she wanted to read it too. That's what kept me going, the hope that one day she might read my book. I really hope that's still true today.
If you're reading this @taylorswift you can read my book now! You're the reason why I finished it!
@taylorswift @taylornation
So I wrote a poem on how my home life is and has been for a few years. Thought maybe some people would like to read it...
Hollow good mornings,
Empty hellos.
Slow conversations,
Vacant expressions.
Quiet dinners,
Filled with no speech,
Tidying up, to fill the peace.
Hollow goodnights,
Empty goodbyes.
Cold kisses,
Lonely rooms,
Silent wishes.
It's not as poetic as @taylorswift is, but it expresses my broken soul.
I wrote another verse:
Twisted words,
Raised voices.
Cold stares,
But no one notices.
There's a pain in your heart,
A family torn apart.
Daily arguments,
Early nights.
A loveless life,
Heart filled with ice.
Rolling eyes,
Tense jaws.
Hoping for a life pause
This is the last verse:
Unspoken words,
Hidden tears.
Keeping busy with friends,
But you can't ignore the fears.
A united family now broken,
When will this unhappiness end?
When we're gone,
Dead and buried?
Or when I feel that I belong?
As someone who absolutely loves poetry, this is so SO beautiful! I love how each verse builds on each other so there’s a climax, it really reminds me of ‘Tolerate It’ and ‘It’s Time To Go’.
Wow, thank you! That means a lot that you find beauty in this poem. Thank you so much!
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Can't stop smiling ⭐💗
Yknow when you're in a group chat and no one ever notices when you talk or answers to you
Why is that always my life in every friendship group aha x
So I wrote a poem on how my home life is and has been for a few years. Thought maybe some people would like to read it...
Hollow good mornings,
Empty hellos.
Slow conversations,
Vacant expressions.
Quiet dinners,
Filled with no speech,
Tidying up, to fill the peace.
Hollow goodnights,
Empty goodbyes.
Cold kisses,
Lonely rooms,
Silent wishes.
It's not as poetic as @taylorswift is, but it expresses my broken soul.
I wrote another verse:
Twisted words,
Raised voices.
Cold stares,
But no one notices.
There's a pain in your heart,
A family torn apart.
Daily arguments,
Early nights.
A loveless life,
Heart filled with ice.
Rolling eyes,
Tense jaws.
Hoping for a life pause
This is the last verse:
Unspoken words,
Hidden tears.
Keeping busy with friends,
But you can't ignore the fears.
A united family now broken,
When will this unhappiness end?
When we're gone,
Dead and buried?
Or when I feel that I belong?
So I wrote a poem on how my home life is and has been for a few years. Thought maybe some people would like to read it...
Hollow good mornings,
Empty hellos.
Slow conversations,
Vacant expressions.
Quiet dinners,
Filled with no speech,
Tidying up, to fill the peace.
Hollow goodnights,
Empty goodbyes.
Cold kisses,
Lonely rooms,
Silent wishes.
It's not as poetic as @taylorswift is, but it expresses my broken soul.
I wrote another verse:
Twisted words,
Raised voices.
Cold stares,
But no one notices.
There's a pain in your heart,
A family torn apart.
Daily arguments,
Early nights.
A loveless life,
Heart filled with ice.
Rolling eyes,
Tense jaws.
Hoping for a life pause
So I wrote a poem on how my home life is and has been for a few years. Thought maybe some people would like to read it...
Hollow good mornings,
Empty hellos.
Slow conversations,
Vacant expressions.
Quiet dinners,
Filled with no speech,
Tidying up, to fill the peace.
Hollow goodnights,
Empty goodbyes.
Cold kisses,
Lonely rooms,
Silent wishes.
It's not as poetic as @taylorswift is, but it expresses my broken soul.
The Marvel community mourns the loss of Chadwick Boseman. Everybody has their own different way to mourn. Some are crying. Some are silent. Some are wriring a text or a poem. Some light a candle.
Some make a sketch, some paint a picture.
Some make a nice edit, some make a gifset.
Do what ever you want to do. Mourning is not a shame. Mourning is healing.
And if mourning means for you, to make a gifset, to express your feelings, to honor Chadwick - make a gifset.
Don’t let other people tell you, what you have to do or what not.
I’m thinking about to make a gifset. Or maybe, I’ll find some nice pictures of Chad.
Whatever, I’ll post something.
And if you think, I’ll “promote” Chadwick’s death - you’re wrong.
That is my way of mourning.
I’m writing this this text, because I’ve seen postings, judging people for making gifsets of Chadwick, only a few hours after his death was confirmed.
Who are you, to judge?
Chadwick Boseman. November 29, 1977 - August 28, 2020
📸 by Sam Jones
We are what we love. This is Lover. (August 23, 2019)