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Andulka

if i look back, i am lost
noise dept.
Misplaced Lens Cap

Kaledo Art
AnasAbdin
Sade Olutola

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@theartofmadeline
Mike Driver

JBB: An Artblog!
Claire Keane
ojovivo
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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blake kathryn
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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@emzymarie50
“I watch him in the kitchen, and I think of how much it hurts to love somebody. How deep the hurt is, how almost unbearable. It’s not the love that hurts; it’s the possibility of anything happening to the object of your love.”
— Augusten Burroughs, Magical Thinking
i love tumblr because there's always someone who knows how to express what i feel better than me
“如果你只爱自己,那就没什么可以伤害你”
Nếu như em chỉ yêu bản thân mình, thì không điều gì có thể làm em tổn thương.
"you're so pretty. you're so fucking pretty."
praising you while you cum
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit
Alice Oseman, Radio Silence
“It's taboo to admit that you're lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven't left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you're not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn't transition well to adult life, that you'd fall right through the cracks. And look at you now, it's happening.”
i feel like i’m constantly relearning to love the world again after very painful experiences and grief but sometimes it’s as simple as stepping outside and seeing a flower with a bright yellow centre and thinking “oh, how stunning!”
Yungblud - love song
I like dates. I like healthy communication. I like room to grow. I like quality time. I like reassurance. I like reciprocated energy.