Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Instructions for Traveling West”
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Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Instructions for Traveling West”
“I can say with great certainty and absolute honesty that I did not know what love was until I knew what love was not.”
— Unknown
I thought I was good at goodbyes. Until I realize I never said goodbye. I just left. Everytime. I just left. I wasn’t good at goodbyes but I was good at leaving. I’m going to leave one more time in hopes that in the next life I’ll never have to leave again. 🤍🌻
Life goes on. 3 words people say in order to move past something….to make a problem or situation less significant. I’ve been trying to find that play button. The one that everyone else has to continue on with life because for me……for me…. life stops. With every betrayal. With every heartbreak. Time stops …and then I realize that it was just me. I was the only one stuck in that place…. Hurt… whether I caused the pain or not. So if your wondering why I hold on to that grudge so tightly….If your wondering why I can’t forgive….it’s because I relive moments that you’ll only remember. You’ll forget those little details that make me stop mid task. The feeling you gave me…..well that was just mine. It wasn’t a moment we shared so I know you don’t understand. I hope you never understand…..or maybe I do. Maybe I wish you felt it too. So that I wouldn’t have this scar alone and so I would be sharing it with you. Because every time I feel my scar…I’m in such disbelief. I gave life to people…… who put death within me. Oh to be born again….how bittersweet. Crying tears of joy to start again while laying to rest the only girl I’ve ever known as me. As I lay the flowers on top of her grave and kiss her soul goodbye…..she protects me one last time…..and wipes the very last tear from my eye. I found it and I pushed play. 🌹
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"They say in every library there is a single book that can answer the question that burns like a fire in the mind."
- Lemony Snicket
“I am desperately romantic when life has given me no reason to be and that, I think, is the definition of hope.”
— c.r.w.
She didn’t know.
She didn’t know exactly who she was but she walked anyway.
She didn’t know everything but she talked with confidence anyway.
She said more than she stood for but when it came time she knew she would stand anyway.
Because regardless of what she didn’t know ....she knew she’d be good no matter which direction she took.
She knew she could take any way.
Her eyes were oceans, No not as in color, but as in depth. Her eyes we’re deep. They told a story that many couldn’t see thus they were still on the surface. The deep she had within required steps to get close to, strength to keep going, and intellectual skill to reach. But most of all it required somebody that wanted to listen....just as bad as she wanted to tell. Unfortunately for her many thought that by seeing the deep they knew all they needed to know. While she questions her worth the universe whispers....be patient my love, I have somebody that not only wants to see the depth you have to offer , but feel it as well. You just continue to be an ocean, my love, for even oceans have places humans can’t reach .🍃🧎🏽♀️
“If I disappear, know that I’m okay.”
— Unknown
.....My heart breaks......My soul shakes. -Emeli Sandé
Use to.
I use to look at you and feel nothing but the essence of joy.
I use to hug you and feel nothing less than protected and warmth.
I use to share secrets with you because never did it cross my mind you would leave with them.
But now, now I look at you and see what we could’ve been. I see your lack of honesty, your artificial love for me, your basic life and I realize you never had a place for me. Because I’m authentic, I’m not the ideal beauty but one with extraordinary heights. Basic? A word I fail to recognize to which I am nothing of the sorts. Before you , I thrived in undeniable joy, laughter, and wholesomeness. It was me that gave you life, it was me that made your Basic life one worth seeing. It was me and my undeniable love for you that made you extraordinary. Blinded by what I wanted to see. You were always nothing but ordinary
-Dasya T.
“The hardest thing to do is to forgive someone who isn’t sorry but by all means forgive anyway”
- Dasya T.