#Fragmentos.
Three Goblin Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

blake kathryn
$LAYYYTER
todays bird
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Not today Justin
Mike Driver

Kaledo Art
ojovivo
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Stranger Things
trying on a metaphor
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Xuebing Du

pixel skylines

Product Placement

@theartofmadeline
taylor price

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seen from Türkiye

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@karinaaq
#Fragmentos.
el que me gusta y yo
-Kirtash
I honestly don’t know what the actual fuck is wrong with me or why I’m the way I am
I’m never happy
I’m never satisfied
Nothing is fucking pleasing to me anymore
I just dead ass don’t want to exist
Not in a suicidal way but just exhausted
Exhausted from school
Exhausted from work
Exhausted from my family
But specially exhausted from myself
But that’s what everyone has to go through right
So why am I being such a pussy about it
I have no fucking clue
All I know is that I’m done
Everything irritates me
And who ever is around me get it thrown at them
I know I need to fix my temper but how the fuck do I do that?
I don’t want to rely on my pills
I just want be normal
But that’s a fucking fantasy isn’t it
Maybe this is just how I function....
Which is trash Bc I can’t even stand myself so who else would
Saben qué..
La vida es un puto juego mental
Cada día aprendemos más,
envejecemos más,
morimos más.
La vida en si, es una muerte lenta.
-Lya
A veces me veo en recuerdos y lloro
Ya no soy aquella chica,
Ya no sé ni quién soy.
-Lya
Hace mucho tiempo que siento que yo ya no soy mi hogar.
Dea
me carga estar esperando algo que sé que no va a pasar
50% what 50% why
Duele el doble cuando al otro no le duele.
lo leí por ahí
Quiero irme a un motel con un buen amigo y poner música a todo volúmen.
Pero no tengo amigos.
Y mucho menos plata para ir a un motel.
La misma sensación de un limón al ser exprimido y después tirado a la basura es semejante a cuando alguien llega y en cuanto tiene lo que quiere te abandona.
—Escritor Desafortunado
s e
si e n t e
f e i t o
l l o r a r
p o r
d e n t r o.
wait for it, i promise it’s worth it
Diganle a mi ma’ que la amo mucho. Y que espero algun dia me perdone por haberle fallado , por no ser su orgullo.
Me: “Yeah I read all the time! I’m always reading a book-”
My books sitting unread on my bookshelf: