by Elina Magalimova

Janaina Medeiros
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
sheepfilms
DEAR READER
Sweet Seals For You, Always
One Nice Bug Per Day
wallacepolsom

Product Placement
Claire Keane
Noah Kahan

tannertan36

izzy's playlists!
macklin celebrini has autism
cherry valley forever
hello vonnie

shark vs the universe
Jules of Nature
Xuebing Du

@theartofmadeline
🪼
seen from Argentina
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Kyrgyzstan

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Chile

seen from Japan
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from France

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Türkiye
seen from Austria

seen from Australia
@donkulotvandam
by Elina Magalimova
suddenly, everything feels so blue...
“You sometimes think you want to disappear, but all you really want is to be found.”
— Kid Cudi
i try my hardest not to care about what you think of me.
i still care.
the words you said will remain trapped in my heart forever.
“Don’t act like you lost me. You pushed me away every time I tried to stay.”
I have a crippling addiction to yearning and I need you to fill the void.
rip me apart there won’t be much left anyway
“I don’t know how to do this anymore. I don’t know how to get better. My head is a dark place and it only gets worse, day by day. and I have no idea how to stop the darkness from coming in. I have no idea how to save myself anymore.”
—
I wanted this to be forever.
Can’t sleep. Can’t wake up. Can’t remember the last time I felt like myself. My thoughts are loud but my mind is empty. Food doesn’t taste the same anymore. Conversations feel far away, like I’m watching my own life happen without me. I’m tired in a way sleep doesn’t fix. Days blur together until weeks disappear. It’s Monday, then somehow it’s Sunday again. Everyone else keeps moving forward, and I’m standing still, pretending I’m okay while quietly losing pieces of myself I don’t know how to get back.
i wonder what it's like to have a quiet mind