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it's thousand yard stare summer
study normal subjects, find a normal job, fall in love and get married normally, and have a normal life! but being normal has nothing to do with us!
this song is crazy it makes me feel like i’m in an evil gummy bear factory
i named them cruelty of the heart and sickness of the mind
i used to be a green onion
me when someone abruptly asks me if i want to go and do something fun together but the fun thing wasn't part of my daily plan:
the handle of the jug being hollow so that some milk gets in it is genius because its a spot where they can just chill and not have to worry about fake social rituals and small talk
tell me, frodo, Do you belive in life... ...after love?
june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be good june will be
whenever I tell a story I feel like Uncle Colm from Derry Girls
What Resembles the Grave but Isn’t
by Anne Boyer
Always falling into a hole, then saying “ok, this is not your grave, get out of this hole,” getting out of the hole which is not the grave, falling into a hole again, saying “ok, this is also not your grave, get out of this hole,” getting out of that hole, falling into another one; sometimes falling into a hole within a hole, or many holes within holes, getting out of them one after the other, then falling again, saying “this is not your grave, get out of the hole”; sometimes being pushed, saying “you can not push me into this hole, it is not my grave,” and getting out defiantly, then falling into a hole again without any pushing; sometimes falling into a set of holes whose structures are predictable, ideological, and long dug, often falling into this set of structural and impersonal holes; sometimes falling into holes with other people, with other people, saying “this is not our mass grave, get out of this hole,” all together getting out of the hole together, hands and legs and arms and human ladders of each other to get out of the hole that is not the mass grave but that will only be gotten out of together; sometimes the willful-falling into a hole which is not the grave because it is easier than not falling into a hole really, but then once in it, realizing it is not the grave, getting out of the hole eventually; sometimes falling into a hole and languishing there for days, weeks, months, years, because while not the grave very difficult, still, to climb out of and you know after this hole there’s just another and another; sometimes surveying the landscape of holes and wishing for a high quality final hole; sometimes thinking of who has fallen into holes which are not graves but might be better if they were; sometimes too ardently contemplating the final hole while trying to avoid the provisional ones; sometimes dutifully falling and getting out, with perfect fortitude, saying “look at the skill and spirit with which I rise from that which resembles the grave but isn’t!”
i tryyyyyyy but i get overwhelmed
tumblr app won’t let me post from my phone #silenced #ipadbaby
I will lock in tomorrow like nobody has ever locked in before