cherry valley forever
Xuebing Du

shark vs the universe
taylor price
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

roma★
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trying on a metaphor
One Nice Bug Per Day
Sade Olutola
todays bird

oozey mess
Claire Keane
occasionally subtle
Cosimo Galluzzi
wallacepolsom
will byers stan first human second
DEAR READER
KIROKAZE

Origami Around
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@handsonpictureframes
bullets era mikey hiiiiiii
the bathroom in an an abandoned house <3
Love yourself by choosing yourself
Don't run away
Let it rest
Let it rest
It hurts
Let it bleed
Let it go
I remember making you tea. You told me you weren't feeling great today and I told you to come over and I'd make you tea. You said you'd really like that. So we walked from school to my apartment- one of the many times we'd walk down that path. We spoke as I made you your tea and I set up two mugs for us. Two mugs with the pound puppy's graphic on it. I think they're setting up a Christmas tree. It was perfect; matching mugs for you and me, on a cold afternoon. The tea was done so we sat outside on the bottom step of the stairs - which would be our usual spot; you spoke of how you'd been feeling and you just kept talking, on and on. I listened and of course added my input, but I remember. How I remember feeling love for you and falling more in love with you.
We'd have many conversations back on those steps and in the grass and on the bench outside of my place. We'd find warmth in my bedroom and comfort in my sheets.
I do however will always regret not spending more time drinking tea together using those same mugs. And like ancient artifacts those two mugs will yearn, craving the warmth of our hands griping; holding its sides as we let the tea get cold with undisrupted chatter.
I regret not doing more. I sit here feeling your regret for you.
MCR Things
“bon the fuck jour”
“i’m like a.. jacket slut”
the way gee changes “oh you look like someone i used to love” (“you look like somebody from the car wash” “you look like somebody i used to work at subway with”)
“i’m a lesbian, i only date girls now”
”this song is about sucking dick for c0c@ine”
“a surprise party for me? You shouldn’t have”
“You’re just rooting for clothes!” “He likes sports! And he likes clothes!”
“i love arts and crafts”
“why don’t you say that into my mouth?!”
“rock and roll is gonna blow up peoples.. private parts”
”not drinking, not partying. just wanted to get something to eat. just wanted a veggie burger”
”i drink soda all night!”
gees grippy hands to ask for mikey’s coffee
“he said he would steal our pets”
Revenge is Magic
new jersey bat!
When I have done everything
When I make it
When I'm where I want to be
I’ll be sitting still thinking of you
And still grieving
Still wanting you
Still wanting the family we were creating
Oh my god
depression: kill yourself
Me: kill me yourself you coward
I feel so isolated and held back
credit: [chanbanhi]