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[imakegoodlifechoices]

Sometimes on the subway we time travel.

[lettersfromtitan]

It’s the question mark that makes it exquisite.  The future is not an exact science.

[aleatoryw]

Look we’re not exactly sure what day it is yet- but fuck if it isn’t a Monday

[priveting]

[spoondrifts]

COMPARISON PHOTOS: hubble vs james webb

SMACS 0723

southern ring nebula

carina nebula (NGC 3324)

stephan's quintet

[dankmemeuniversity]

[quotemadness]

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

— Haruki Murakami

[coyotebuegwater-deactivated2016]

[ratzooki]

[angelamajikimain]

[nutnoce]

a scrap from feeling like shit (but also a little taken care of)

[avoidcrow]

I need Ghibli therapy where some utter magic nonsense happens to me and it’s all very weird but there’s some nice people and when it’s over I come out of it a more complete person

[stability]

i wish i could pause life and lay in bed for 3 months and just catch my fucking breath

[lmm-43]

Hug me, I’m mentally tired

[quotemadness]

“The world tells you many lies about who you are, and you simply have to be realistic enough to remind yourself of this. Every time you feel hurt, offended, or rejected, you have to dare to say to yourself: ‘These feelings, strong as they may be, are not telling me the truth about myself.”

— Henri Nouwen

[m0tel6mxzzy-deactivated20250326]

i be like “i don’t really use social media” and then still have tumblr….it’s not even a social media it’s just screaming into the void with a bunch of pretty strangers

[filmouts]

“The world is their oyster. They believe they’re destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? - - Carpe - - hear it? - - Carpe, carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.”

DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989) dir. Peter Weir

[shensis]

from sylvia plaths journal

[mypoorlilmeowmeowoctavius]

when dr otto octavius said “love should never be kept a secret” and advocated for publicly accessible clean energy but also when he slammed spiderman into a wall w his arms and did that slutty cigar puff

[sidekickjoey]

“I like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful - yet so unaware of it. I like it when you sleep, for I can go outside alone amongst the due and feel at last and one with you. I like it when you sleep, for it is where the worries meet with all desires complex and small that materialise upon your wall. I like it when you sleep, for smoking is great and I do it alot more without you awake. I like it when you sleep, for the things missed too and to know I’m alive longer than you. I like it when you sleep, for the infinite sadness of London and loss and the fold out matress. I like it when you sleep, for the reasons I can’t so I jealously squirm and count moles on your arms. I like it when you sleep, forgive me my dear for all the cocaine has imprisoned me here. I like it when you sleep, for I’m guilty of work and match of the day and the girls that twerk. I like it when you sleep, for my return after weeks is an incomplete feeling when you are not dreaming. I like it when you sleep, for during the day your breath lacks character. I like it when you sleep, for I swear I’ll protect her from the wheedling, redolent, saccharine nectar. I like it when you sleep, for there are cracks in my cealing that I know like the back of my heart - and to learn of your body in half of that manner was something desired from the start. I like it when you sleep, forbidden I sit in my chair for a bit. I like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful - yet so unaware of it.”

— Matty Healy (via xasma)