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if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
wallacepolsom
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Peter Solarz
pixel skylines
Kiana Khansmith
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Not today Justin
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blake kathryn
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Xuebing Du
occasionally subtle
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trying on a metaphor
Cosimo Galluzzi
seen from Malaysia
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@lickingflames
uh so ive been out of the dating thing for a minute now and im really nervous becauae this chick slid me her number and im freaking out oh wow jeesh thos is a cool thing how dp i act do ipaint my nails or do i wear my baseball tee or like be chill or totally try to hold hands wow uhmmm vjdiisjocnryejalxmfhjxuesakcjrmsjuuwnwgjxkdleowjsk
Imants Tillers
‘Kangaroo Blank’, 1988, oil stick, gouache, polymer paint on canvas
*wastes my entire day daydreaming*
Here’s some more of Bill Sienkiewicz’s incredible illustrations of The Endless from Neil Gaiman’s “The Sandman” series.
You were a ghost,
Did you know even graves leave larger shadows than yours.
What's a gal to lose after you?
Fishblood 1898
Gustav Klimt
I have so many feelings
in regards to love, relationships, deteriorating health, lack of career
i wish music came so easy to me as it does my friends, i dont know how to express this enormous amount of depression i’ve been feeling lately.
i feel like writing an album of songs, but i dont even know how to make the first step
Kelsey Smith on Instagram, Tumblr and Society6
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When you roll a doobie to share with Xander and Flash Gordon
*swipes on tinder all night because for the 3rd day in a row i cant grab a nights worth of attention from current heartstrings...its not quite like being stood up but essentially yes*
stop waiting on people that wont wait on you ayyy maybe one day i’ll eat my own words
Funny how my relationship with men can alter my emotions so intensely throughout the day
at one point today i couldnt help but ball my eyes out at work because i got another phone call from my dad re: “this could be the make or break operation”
later i get home and my roommate already has a blunt waiting for me, with a group of good dudes and i’m able to tuck my stresses away
after that i get over to a friends place and dropped off some clothes. the boy i like was there, i read his poems about dicks, he lent me his umbrella, i kissed him in the rain, put in my headphones and run away, spinning and dancing with the umbrella until im home. It wasnt until I was digging for my keys at my front door, when i realized i didnt even have my music playing and i had the stupidest grin on my face. what an emotional rollercoaster today wow
wait but it continues because a touring band somehow got a hold of me and im gunna celebrate 420 with them before they perform at my bar. aaaand i think the singer is flirting with me...? im so exhausted i dont even know how to respond
Mom told me not to, but i watched 13 reasons why.
I wish i could go back in time and say more to the quiet kid in my science class. We tried to copy each other’s work once in a while but it was really me that needed to copy his answers. I hated that class. I dont even think he knew my name.
I wonder if my ex watched this. or the people i called my best friends at the time. do they regret not standing taller when they needed to?
damn i need a hug
i think i just made a work of art
Love is worth it, no matter how fleeting it can be
City lover
I can still feel how you held me in front of our friends. My heart almost burst when she plucked her guitar and I felt you squeeze my arm. You knew it was the happiest I've ever been. I can still smell our sweat mixing together under blankets. Pheromones never calmed me more that this cocktail. I can still remember the taste of the whiskey that became our love potion. I heard you whisper when I was sleeping, that my smile was what you lived for. When the sun came out over Lincoln, you said it was the happiest you've ever been. That felt ours. Ours to fly down together. I'll leave and continue to love. See you soon, my city lover.
When you come to the realization that every single person you've hooked up with since beginning of winter is a coke fiend (wow I just got how many snow references could be made) (notice the vast difference in people that casual use and those that are angrily addicted) and then you dream of a large white dog following you around your neighborhood. Running up to you, seeking shelter with you, barking at you then running off, as if saying you need to follow. Somehow this dog feels too familiar. Like you've dreamt it before. You wake up thinking "oh just another reaccuring dream in a series of particular reaccuring dreams"...but have you? Am I making a healthy breakthrough to actively avoid these types of people?! Am I springing forward now this year?! Is this what it feels like to learn something about myself? Am I going to stop being cold to myself, warm up to take care of myself? WHAT DOES IT MEAN
