🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Noah Kahan
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
RMH
The Stonewall Inn
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Cosimo Galluzzi

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Monterey Bay Aquarium

shark vs the universe
Misplaced Lens Cap

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
trying on a metaphor

PR's Tumblrdome
Not today Justin
cherry valley forever

Andulka
Jules of Nature

ellievsbear
seen from Colombia
seen from Germany

seen from Brazil

seen from France
seen from Iraq

seen from Türkiye
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@eighty-seven
The Philippines is about to bury a dictator as a hero and the US is about to elect a white supremacist as President. I need a new country to call home.
DON’T YOU DARE CLOSE YOUR EYES
Ok but that Filipino/English song Lin wrote for his ex-gf WAS SO CUTE omg.
Kintsukuroi (Japanese: golden repair) or kintsugi (Japanese: golden joinery) is the art of healing broken pottery with lacquer and silver or gold. The philosophy behind this reparation is that something should not be discarded just because it is broken. It is in fact more beautiful for having been broken.
Sources: 1, 2, 3
Artist Zaria Forman
Soft Pastel on Paper
Skeletal Creatures Carved Out Of Everyday Objects
Artist - Maskull Lasserre
It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.
Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid (via marisais)
Clowns
Hannah Simone - Redbook Magazine - October 2013
There is no doubt that I have lots of words inside me; but at moments, like rush-hour traffic at the mouth of a tunnel, they jam.
John Updike (via alisonwynn)