the ability to sit down with another person and talk for hours about anything and everything is more attractive to me than anything else

izzy's playlists!

Andulka

bliss lane
Doug Jones
cherry valley forever
Sade Olutola

titsay
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

if i look back, i am lost
RMH
Not today Justin
🪼
Today's Document
tumblr dot com
art blog(derogatory)

blake kathryn
Keni

ellievsbear
macklin celebrini has autism

seen from United States
seen from Bangladesh

seen from France
seen from South Korea
seen from United States
seen from Argentina
seen from Philippines
seen from Germany

seen from Venezuela

seen from Netherlands

seen from Canada
seen from Ireland

seen from United States
seen from Kenya
seen from Bangladesh

seen from Italy

seen from United States

seen from Germany

seen from Sweden
seen from Azerbaijan
@khaxar
the ability to sit down with another person and talk for hours about anything and everything is more attractive to me than anything else
Dear self,
I know you have so many reasons to be angry, to shut down, to disappear. But I miss your smile.
Build a life that is constructed around possibilities for happiness rather than reasons for sorrow.
how lucky do two people have to be in order to fall for each other at exactly the right time in exactly the right way
Andrei Tarkovsky.
“Wait for someone who love you differently. One who can see the fire in your soul, and the child in your laugh, and the ocean in your heart.”
—
JmStorm
(via surqrised)
this one scene in the latest simpsons episode got dangerously close to classic simpsons levels of heartfelt
a paper love, that’s all. i fell for you because when you were walking to class you mimed forgetting your phone before turning around. i fell for you because as you held your dog’s leash, you let him pull his way towards me. i fell for you because i heard you on the phone saying “it’s a beautiful sunset here too, mom”. i fell for you because you reached for your glasses before reading something or for the look on your face when you saw the raccoon in our yard or the way your shoulders shifted during the movie. i folded you and your face into my pocket. i don’t know your name, but that’s okay. i have so many of these loves that they have formed libraries.
in the white space of my depression i take out each little paragraph of love. a woman who passed me hot sauce because she overheard me asking my partner. a little girl and her kitten. a man singing a lullaby to his daughter. these are good places and people to keep. they are weightless, you see. when i am drowning i remind myself: here is love, if it exists.
and if i exist, maybe i am in someone’s library of goodness. they saw me dancing in my car to my chemical romance in the year 2019. they heard me reciting shrek as if it was romeo and juliet. they watched one of my silly, lonely moments - and i was not alone, then. even if i felt it so wide and hungry that it took up all the space in me. if i can love a shadow, then maybe a shadow might love me. it is okay i do not get confessions or movie dates or songs written about me. it is okay if the love i get is just this, a flashing, to remind someone: the world is so lovely, and we are all stories worth remembering.
“I just want to be remembered as a good guy, because it’s what’s most important.” - Cameron Boyce
May his memory be a blessing.
i do not understand the big obsession with pop punk
i cant hear you over how much i hate my town
“I just want to be remembered as a good guy, because it’s what’s most important.” - Cameron Boyce
May his memory be a blessing.
straight ppl: let’s walk nice and slow and enjoy the sunshine
gay pedestrians:
8 years old. College reading level. The weight of the world on my shoulders.
20 years old. illiterate. the weight of the universe has given me chronic back pain
my life: *going good*
a minor inconvenience: *happens*
me:
When I was in high school they told me I wouldn’t succeed and I’d never make it. I almost gave up. Now? I’m 19 and I just got 30 likes on a tumblr post.