tumblr dot com

izzy's playlists!
Misplaced Lens Cap
No title available
trying on a metaphor

Kiana Khansmith
Xuebing Du
Show & Tell
Mike Driver
art blog(derogatory)

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
todays bird

JBB: An Artblog!
Jules of Nature
occasionally subtle

tannertan36
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

oozey mess

Origami Around

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from T1
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Indonesia

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Poland

seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from Argentina

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
@feelingperfectisntworthit
No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
(Dead Poets Society, 1989)
My mother tells me that when I meet someone I like, I have to ask them three questions: 1. what are you afraid of? 2. do you like dogs? 3. what do you do when it rains? Of those three, she says the first one is the most important. “They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”I asked you what you were afraid of. “spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.” I asked you if you liked dogs. “I have three.” I asked you what you do when it rains. “sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.” he smiled like he knew. like his mom told him the same thing. “how about you?” me? I’m scared of everything. of the hole in the o-zone layer, of the lady next door who never smiles at her dog, and especially of all the secrets the government must be breaking it’s back trying to keep from us. I love dogs so much, you have no idea. I sleep when it rains. I want to tell everyone I love them. I want to find every stray animal and bring them home. I want to wake up in your hair and make you shitty coffee and kiss your neck and draw silly stick figures of us. I never want to ask anyone else these questions ever again.
Caitlyn Siehl (via lifeismerelymadness)
Concept: me, spending time with my closest friends. We’re all in the kitchen while I’m cooking dinner, my apartment is cozy and it smells delicious. It’s raining outside and we’re all laughing, with no stress.
vampires always like “i could kill you if I wanted” like? yeah? so could another human being. so could a dog. so could a dedicated duck. you arent special
aries: *basic human trait* taurus: *basic human trait* gemini: *basic human trait* cancer: *basic human trait* leo: *basic human trait* virgo: *basic human trait* libra: *basic human trait* scorpio: *basic human trait* sagittarius: *basic human trait* capricorn: *basic human trait* aquarius: *basic human trait* pisces: *basic human trait*
me as hell
when you and your friend say the same witty comment in reply to someone else simultaniously
i need a hug and six months of sleep
I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul. This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much.
(via hplyrikz)
i really love our generation’s joke trend of like, very calm but incredibly inflated hyperbole. like nobody says “oh she’s pretty” anymore we say “i would willingly let her murder me” and everyone is just like “lol same”
i think “same” is also great and “me,” i love when somebody reblogs a picture of like, a lizard, and just says “me” and we all know exactly what they mean. the current online Humor Discourse is remarkable because we trade exclusively in metaphors and implications and nobody ever, ever says anything outright and yet EVERYBODY understands each other perfectly