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@ifrahisprying
trust that everything will fall into place without you forcing it there.
I have a apartment in a high rise downtown Vancouver, my income is blessed I crated charity’s to young children back in Kenya my family is beyond blessed and loved
masterlist: manifestation methods☆*: manifestation readings I offer here
Robotic Affirming
The Easiest manifestation Method
The Manifestation Box Method
The Two Cup Method
The Pillow Method
The Shower Method
The Water Method
The Whisper Method
What I've manifested so far
masterlist: affirmation posts☆*:
abundance
beauty
clear skin
confidence
courage
glow-up
good grades I
good grades II
good luck
manifestation
millionaire
money
motivation I
motivation II
self love
self worth
success
wealth and riches
my favourite thing to do when shifting is gaslighting my own brain
like I am laying in my bed, eyes closed, slow and deep breaths, while I affirm that I am a master shifter and I am in whatever reality I want that day
and when my mind starts saying “bitch no, you ain’t there” I will literally say “how do you know if I have my eyes closed and you can’t see shit”
I find that so funny, but it literally works because HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU’RE NOT THERE IF YOUR EYES ARE CLOSED AND YOU CAN’T SEE ANYTHING BRO
thinking about this excerpt from giovanni's room as i lay in bed staring at the ceiling endlessly
art as a confession James Baldwin (The Precarious Vogue of Ingmar Bergman), Albert Camus (Notebooks, 1935-1942)
James Baldwin talking about love
Arches National Park, Utah photo: Elliot McGucken
I’m sitting in a dark room looking at 7 year old me with all this sadness and child that felt and was abused and shamed as the elders did what they new best and hurt them back as they experienced as a child , she’s screaming crying and throwing everything around me , and I want to get better my the complex trauma of that little girl is looking me in the face and I’m sad and I’m 25 sitting in the darkroom as I can’t move as depression sucks me into a whole as I dream to create and be respected and loved just like i did at 7
Everything comes to me easy thank you WAAQ
I will make a album that changes sound and music it will be very healing and tranquil everything be very freeing like being lost in a beautiful beat and it will bring peace like a beach day hearing the waves touch the sand and a rain day inside , and everything will come together I see it and accept it
𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐡 on 𝐒𝐕𝐓 𝐄𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟑 𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 1 “Funeral”
The Devil Wrote Himself as Beauty” ( by Ifrah
The evil wrote himself as the beauty
Bleached the skin to look like me
Then taught me to hate how I look
So I bleach mine too
Until I can’t recognize my own mother’s face
In the mirror
He tans to burn golden
Wants the sun to kiss him
While I run from it,
Hide my melanin like shame
Wrap my hair in silence
So it don’t speak too loud,
So it don’t scare the room
He says love yourself
But sells me skin-lightening cream
He says be confident
While pushing lips, hips, and thick thighs
That look just like mine—
But not on me
He took our music
Made it a trend
Took our rhythm
Erased our pain
Took our gods
Called them devils
Then gave us his
And said worship or burn
He wrote himself as the light
And called my darkness a sin
He made war and called it peace
Made prisons and called it order
Made chains and called it law
But I remember
Before the bleach
Before the borderlines
Before the shame became tradition
I was golden under the sun
My curls danced like rivers
My skin held earth’s memory
And I walked with the sky in my bones
I’m not here to be rewritten
I’m the author now
And this story begins
With my truth
My dream have come true I’m so beyond grateful I have my apartment in downtown Vancouver and it’s beautiful colourful and makes and brings me joy I have $500,000 of money in my account and all my finances are taken care of thank you creator I deeply appreciate you , I’m beyond blessed and feel so grateful this life
𝐼 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒
𝑚𝑦 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑦. 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙.
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