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Not today Justin
Acquired Stardust
sheepfilms
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Kaledo Art

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Show & Tell

Love Begins
Cosmic Funnies

tannertan36
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Peter Solarz

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shark vs the universe
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RMH

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@idreamofgalaxies
I always wanted to be close to you. I wanted to know that our blood smelled the same for a reason. I wanted to look into your eyes with hope for a better tomorrow. Trust me, I wanted us to connect. I tried for years and years to make the distance between us separate, but no matter how much I burned my mind with with ways to mend our hearts into one, you always found a way to kick me back into only fantasizing of what we could turn into.
Alexa Evangelista, the book i’ll never finish writing (via vodkakilledtheteen)
#mood
The Dark Knight (2008) dir. Christopher Nolan Joker (2019) dir. Todd Philips
I’m too intense or too mellow, too cold
or too yellow.
And it shows like bright white bone
that’s broken the skin.
KTB
these half truths singe my mouth
and burn my tongue
she thinks it’s a crush
but mum it’s love
something i can’t say to you
until the two of us
no longer have to cloak ourselves
from a world that will expose us
naked and vulnerable
as the wide open sky
seven billion people
sleep so unaware beneath
A procura, dia 3.
Uma forma de amar o reflexo no espelho.
“words fail you in the stare of her hunger”
— adrienne rich, ‘the mirror in which two are seen as one’
turn up the volume on your favorite song to scare the serotonin out of hiding
What I mean is—when I see your face in the dusk I understand the desire of the rain. Each time you happen to me all over again:
Aleda Shirley, from “A Dwelling in the Evening Air,” Long Distance: Poems (Miami University Press, 1996)
You were a candle to him Burning just for his amusement The be beautiful in anyone’s eyes Was prize enough You let your sheets fold into stupid sheet airplanes Though some were stained by his presence You sleep on them all the same Somewhere in the dark there was a place you felt loved You made your own snow angels in the linens In between the times he came and when he left And he’ll always follow you As a possibility, a specter A wisp of smoke tethered to the flame I’m so sorry You feel the grief of a thousand beautiful children That could’ve had his eyes, your hair That could’ve carried the history of a hundred years of love between you two They would’ve been proud, lucky to have a love like yours But that would’ve been a fabrication Because no matter how you danced in and out of your best dresses He never looked at you like he did at that stranger the night before he broke up with you over text You can pick up every stick and stone And you can build yourself a house But you can never put down a scar held in your stomach in that way You can’t rearrange your life around a burning halo And all the moments he gave you are starting to make you feel like combusting Throwing out the wax with the wick and smashing the glass on the floor Never to return again To painful memories Though they follow you even now //A Possibility, A Specter By: Alec Prado//
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