Once
a firm
and
rigid woman.
Now weak
In the hands
Of
Her
Beloved
.
- hearthearpy
@hearthearpy
Claire Keane
Today's Document

pixel skylines

shark vs the universe

#extradirty

Kaledo Art
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
noise dept.
Show & Tell
Peter Solarz

ellievsbear

Product Placement
Not today Justin

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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Monterey Bay Aquarium

if i look back, i am lost
Mike Driver
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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@hearthearpy
Once
a firm
and
rigid woman.
Now weak
In the hands
Of
Her
Beloved
.
- hearthearpy
@hearthearpy
ALGAE-EYE
You cannot force love
Loving either destroy you or save you.
Self made dump :/
It'll never pass.
● self made
“When life sucks, throw yourself into art.” - Monica Drake, Clown Girl
Cool af.
Disappearing amidst the thick layer of Despair.
PS- Self art
“You know what I like about you, Finch? You’re interesting. You’re different. And I can talk to you. Don’t let that go to your head.” …
…. “You know what I like about you, Ultraviolet Remarkey-able? Everything.”
#SWOON #FEELS! #AllTheBrightQuotes #Finlet #AllTheBrightPlaces
Finch you were a gem in violet's life. I hope you are at peace in the blue hole.
The jukebox plays on drink by drink
And the words to every sad song seem to say what I think
And this pain inside of me
It ain't never gonna end
Oh, but I'll be alright
As long as there's light
From a neon moon
Wallflower kept in an ornamented exclusive vase.
i’ve been swallowing cigarettes with coffee for breakfast and i can’t remember the last time someone told me they loved me. i went from humming in the shower to crouching on the tiled floor heaving my lungs out not knowing where my tears began and the water ended. i always say goodbye to my loved ones as if that’s the last time i’m gonna see them because i forget to look either ways before crossing the road nowadays and find myself almost wishing to never make it to my destination while i’m inside a car or a plane. i read somewhere that “you never know when the bus is coming” so i think since then a part of me has been living in a way as if i’m always expecting for the bus to hit some days it’s ‘i better do everything that makes me happy and tell everyone i love them before it hits me’ but more often than not it’s ‘why hasn’t it hit me yet.’