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What can I say I did thing now it’s a song. You should check it out.
@used-to-run-400m: If you never became an actor, what would’ve have you seen yourself becoming?
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“Life is available only in the present moment. If you abandon the present moment you cannot live the moments of your daily life deeply.” ~ Thich Nhat Hanh
When I read this qoute I am reminded that whilst refelection of the past and looking forward to a bright new future especially around New Year's is important what is important is what we do in the now. The thoughts we have and our current actions are really all that matter.
Everyday I ask myself.
Am I being present?
Am I truly doing the best I can?
What can I learn from what's around me?
I also find that when I'm just present I learn more and I'm able to contribute better to those around me. Making an impact no matter how small means something to me so NOW makes me happy.
These are my thoughts
Edgar Cantero’s head-kick of a novel about damaged adults who used to be spunky kid detectives mixes bright, pulpy cartoon nostalgia with some seriously dark trauma-survivor subtext.
Critic Jason Sheehan says, “Look, I loved this book end to end and I am using my position as Deputy Commander of the NPR Nerd Army to instruct all of you to read it immediately, because it is funny and sad and tragic and pulpy, all in the best possible way.”
In ‘Meddling Kids,’ The Scooby Gang Grows Up — Hard
Trailer: ‘A Wrinkle in Time’ - March 9
Directed by Ava DuVernay, written by Jennifer Lee, starring Reese Witherspoon, Chris Pine, Oprah, Gugu Mbatha-Raw, Bellamy Young, Michael Pena, Zach Galifianakis, Mindy Kaling, Rowan Blanchard, Levi Miller, Andre Holland and Storm Reid.
I mean, that looks pretty fantastic.
Art is how we decorate space; music is how we decorate time.
Your lips don’t touch when you say “touch” but your lips touch when you say “separate”
The main difference between me and my cat is that when she sleeps all day and does nothing productive, she doesn’t feel crushing guilt and overwhelming societal pressure.
A writer has to be a fighter at heart, to deal with the failures and the rejections, and like a fighter, he’s going to lose some, but he’s got to keep going. Whatever the job, whatever the pursuit, there will be moments when you taste some leather. The more you care, the more it hurts. The fighter’s way of laying in the training and converting the pain into motivation is universal. And when it gets hard, when the idea of quitting might start to glow like a lantern in the distance on a dark night, it inspires me to remember that if my grandfather could do what he did that night in the Garden, then I can at least try my damndest to answer the bell in my own way. http://www.artofmanliness.com/2015/04/20/and-in-this-corner-fear/
With loads of people just checking their phone for the time instead of wearing a wrist watch, it’s like we have regressed back to pocket watches
“I’m artistically brokenhearted. I wanted to be a screen actor. I wanted to change the world through my sensitivity. But it was a very closed system in Italy. There are only like five movies per year. And there aren’t exactly auditions. You must be friends with the director to get a role. So I tried going to Britain. And that almost destroyed me. I was always cast as a foreigner. Usually I was a Mafioso, but I played all types of foreigners. I’ve been a Spanish waiter, a Turkish waiter, and a French waiter. And they were always making me wear a mustache. So I tried for America. I applied for an ‘extraordinary talent visa.’ It cost me $6,000. The application was the size of a book. I had to submit ten letters of recommendation to prove that I was extraordinary. What a scam that was. Nobody cares that I’m extraordinary. None of the television stations will audition people with this visa. Everyone wants to see a green card. I can only work on small productions. But things have gotten a little better. I’m getting some minor roles. I’m still playing gangsters. But sometimes I’m the funny gangster. Or the gangster with some sense. My next role is a scientist who turns into a zombie. In the movie, every stranger appears to be a zombie. But nobody is really a zombie. Strangers just seem like zombies. So, hey, there’s a moral message there.”
Time is power. Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children arrives in theaters September 30! Purchase your tickets here.
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OF COURSE. -Ariel
“My father was a fascist. He was trained to be a terrorist in Mussolini’s army. He was anti-everybody. The Irish were ‘micks,’ black people were ‘niggers,’ and Jewish people were ‘kikes.’ His main weapon was pain. He raped me, locked me in closets, beat me with broom handles. He sent me to the hospital many times. He’d threaten to blow my brains out in the middle of the street. I absorbed a lot of his emotional energy. Sometimes his voice still comes out of me. When I’m really angry, and cussing myself out, I sound just like him. It’s him inside me, speaking to me. But I didn’t become him. My grandfather saved me. My grandmother was a fascist like my father. She counted her rosary beads and condemned the world, but my grandfather was a simple man. He lived with us. He always told me: ‘Your father is a nut.’ He hugged me and kissed me. I swung between two extremes: the love of my grandfather and the hate of my father. My grandfather knew how to love. My father couldn’t love because he was too filled with terror. He didn’t have the tools to love. Once when I was fifteen, I walked over to my father and gave him a big hug. He kept his arms stiff by his side. I said ‘I love you Dad,’ and his body started trembling. There was a terrified child inside of him. He wanted to love. And he wanted to be loved. He just didn’t know how.”
Whoa mind blowing and touching all at once
Banned, burned, or simply life changing: what are the best dangerous books?