I’m trying to stay grounded, I am, but I was raised to dream my way into the skies, over the sea, through mountains and the tops of trees.

pixel skylines
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
No title available
Xuebing Du

No title available
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
YOU ARE THE REASON
Game of Thrones Daily
macklin celebrini has autism

titsay
No title available
$LAYYYTER
Sade Olutola
EXPECTATIONS
untitled
sheepfilms
taylor price
Cosimo Galluzzi

seen from Japan

seen from United States
seen from Hungary

seen from Spain
seen from Senegal

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States

seen from Peru

seen from Indonesia

seen from Türkiye
seen from Ukraine

seen from Colombia
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from Kazakhstan

seen from Argentina
@jarsofstarrynights-blog
I’m trying to stay grounded, I am, but I was raised to dream my way into the skies, over the sea, through mountains and the tops of trees.
So what happens when the things you used to define yourself by (so people would never see your self) fall away? Who do you become when the armor no longer fits? What will become of you when you can’t bear to be hard anymore–when you choose to become soft?
You grow.
You called me an original and I wanted to cry because I knew “original” meant only, meant lonely– and it did. You did not want me.
You wrote that I should never change and I cried when I found it again because I never wanted to let you down– but I did, and it saved me.
You said that I was different now and I smiled. For the first time, I was mine.
“I almost believe your name will slither its way back into your body and you will kick back to life like a junkyard Cutlass.”
— Michael Lee, from The Only Worlds We Know
From VSCO
Let me show you one of my favorite images on the internet: nuns performing “exorcism” on a very patient punk dude
Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1dbXr3GikQE
Haha
Little do they know, punk guys are the closest thing we have to angels
thats adorable
He just…..pats her hand.
Like “your doing great, keep it up.”
Like, he’s not even upset, he’s taking it with stride and amusement and I love him for that.
Punks are sweethearts.
you can clearly see him trying to invert her cross thats so funny
Just a heads up, this sin’t an exorcism, Nuns cannot do them and more so, they cannot be done in public. They are, in fact, blessing him
Omgg that is so much better thank you
THIS POST JUST GOT THOUSANDS OF TIMES BETTER
AWWWWW THAT JUST GOT SO MUCH BETTER
“I should have kissed you longer…relished in that moment. If only I had know it would be the last time.”
— Melly 02.08.17 (ambiguities)
David Stenbeck
“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.”
— Oscar Wild
Look at you, living everyday without the person you thought you needed.
“There are no words for the theft of time and distance.”
— Neil Hilborn, "Phreaking"
When a drunk girl outside a club bathroom speaks… you listen. If she tells you that you’ll find love despite being hurt in the past? She’s right. If she tells you to stop being so self-aware? She’s right. They are the modern day Oracles at Delphi and must be taken at their every word
Writing by Leah Stone