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@like-a-vausee
said it before and i’ll say it again, that should of been larrys LAST FUCKING SCENE.
Ready for The Monster Tour? Two legends, 3 cities, one summer.
I feel like I am the only lesbian who doesn't find pierced nipples attractive /:
I salute y'all 👍
She had issues, problems, fears, just like everyone else but somehow that made her even more beautiful, even more amazing. I never thought she was perfect, and yeah I told her a few times she was, I don’t know why. Because to be honest I hate perfection, it is so boring and everyone wants it, everyone looks for perfection but I don’t, I have never liked it. Maybe in that moment I thought it was the right thing to say. I didn’t want to offend her, I didn’t want her to feel like she was not good enough. I guess I thought girls wanted to hear they are perfect. I was new to the whole relationship thing, I tried to say what I thought was right, not what felt right to me. In all honest, she was so imperfect, that was what made her incredibly amazing. I loved all of her “bad” things before I loved all of her “good” ones. I fell for her flaws way before I fell for her strengths. I was attracted to her mind, her darkest and deepest thoughts, her fears, her issues. It is so easy to love all the beautiful and positive things that a person has to offer. But I always thought you have to love what’s not so nice or beautiful about them. I learnt to love what she hated about herself, to embrace her fears, just so I could make her feel good about herself, so she would realize she was with someone who would love her unconditionally and irrevocably. There wasn’t “I love you but…” There only was “I love you”
I liked to compliment her when she wore makeup and nice clothes, but never enjoyed it more than complimenting her when she had a fresh face, wore her sweatshirts and a ponytail. I loved her when she was happy but I loved her more when she was sad. I loved her when she was successful but not as much as when she failed. I loved her when she was right, but I did even more when she was wrong. I just loved her more than anything and anyone in the entire world, I still do… Even if things didn’t work as we planned.
Long distance relationship
Dad: Relationships are hard.
Me: Try being in a long distance relationship. Try listening to her cry, but don’t hold her or kiss her, and text her to comfort her, because you’re literally 1,000 miles away and that’s all you can do. Try seeing her over Skype and only Skype, where sometimes the call drops and the quality isn’t great. Or how about planning a trip to go see her? But wait you can’t, because you’re having financial issues. Try explaining it to your friends, try telling them why they can’t meet her. Don’t even think of planning dates, because you’ll be the only one attending them. Try fighting with distance, that shit isn’t easy because you have distance on top of it. Try sleeping alone every night after hearing I love you and cuddling with a stuffed animal that doesn’t even do the trick because you know it isn’t her. That’s the really hard type of relationship.
Dad: I think I’m going to cry.
Me: Me too.
(via homeiswheretheheartwaits)
Rihanna for W Magazine, September 2014
Photographed by: Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott
You know that moment where you have the person you love in your arms and in that very instant, all is right in the world, all your problems disappear, and you feel as if the only thing you’ll ever need is right there in your arms.
Not mine.
"When did you decide to be gay?"
Last week. I woke up and I was like I want to be judged and not accepted by most of society and denied basic human rights. I thought it would be fun to not be allowed to get married and to be called rude names when I’m with the person I love. I mean, who wouldn’t want that?