[modelsof-color]

Jung Ho Yeon by Shin Seon Hye for Singles Korea

[jasonincalifornia]

“Hey, get one of me in front of the Half Dome.”

Instagram//Society6

[ripe]

the incredible things i’ve seen while following a moose and her calf for a year // jasper national park.

cbc on youtube

[kristina100000]

anyways i will be okay and so will the girl reading this

[nessa007]

me every minute of every day:

[kaiisens-deactivated20210811]

my blog is a safe space for anyone who’s written “sorry :(” on a math test before

[worshipgifs]

Paul D. Washer

[oldfarmhousefallfeatures]

lobsterandswan@instagram/

[distorte]

[powerfulwizard]

I’m so scared of 2020, something seems to frightening about this year. It’s gonna be Y2K all over again. The Black Plague is going to come back. I swear. I fuckin swear.

[heritageposts]

date of origin: 3rd of december, 2018.

[odonianpoet]

Sissinghurst Castle garden, Kent, England

[thesassytwentysomething]

“I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days. And thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.”

— Unknown (via quotefeeling)

[500pxpopular]

First snowfall. by nickverbelchuk

[jasonincalifornia]

[inkskinned]

but you see her on instagram and it was never really said that you guys aren’t friends but one day she stopped answering and you stopped texting and it’s not like the wound is a cavern but it is a diagram of what if in red letters. you want to tell her nice lipstick that’s a good color but the last time you spoke it was stilted and awkward 

how do you say goodbye, you know? it’s not an unfriend and block kind of situation. but you watch the people you once loved go on and have a life and you’re outside of it. and it’s bittersweet because of course it’s okay that you’re both thriving. but she used to be who you’d call if you needed to cry. she used to be who’d you’d be binge watching the new series with. you used to be hers, in a way, even if that way wasn’t permanent. and now she’s someone else and so are you and your friendship is clicking heart shapes next to pictures where she smiles next to people you’ve never met. you know where her birthmark is. she knows where you’ve buried your dead.

the poets and the singers and the authors write about romantic love when it ends. but nobody tells you how to get over a friend.

[imust-decrease]

This couldn’t be more real. I miss her so much.

[my-aesthetic-vibes]

Look these beautiful flowers

[petalier]

Nostalgia. by mujgan ozceylan on Flickr.