
Game Changer & Make Some Noise
KIROKAZE
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todays bird

Kiana Khansmith
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Show & Tell
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Love Begins
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Xuebing Du
art blog(derogatory)
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
taylor price
Jules of Nature
Claire Keane
EXPECTATIONS

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@markedbysunspots-blog
Stop reducing critiques against the police and military to personal critiques against your family members involved in them. It doesn’t matter. The damages caused by both institutions far outweigh any good that your individual relative may have affected, nor do their motives for enlisting justify the intrinsic violence of these institutions.
ryein:
he burnt my shake.
Storm rising, Eric Meola
this is why I want to study meteorology.
thisbeeee
Art is just another form of screaming
I remember seeing them perform this live on my campus.. My jaw dropped within 10 seconds.
holy shit
i love you. i am so fucking in love with you that i catch myself smiling over the smallest thing. some boy told me you were no good for me, i think he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. you make me happy, you make me feel less alone, and most importantly you make me feel like maybe there’s still some sunshine left. because yes the sun always shines but sometimes it’s so dark i can’t feel it at all and before you, i was so cold. but then you came right up to me and said, “you look like you’re about to cry, are you okay?” and i swear to god a layer of darkness was lifted up, and i felt just the slightest bit warm again. you have a smile of pure sunshine and a laugh that makes spring come just a bit earlier. it makes flowers grow in my belly and blossom straight into heart, it’s like i see you and i catch a whiff of lilac. ever since i met you, since you dove right into my ocean, ive felt a little less like drowning and more like swimming. more like i can breathe, like maybe it isn’t so bad after all. and i don’t know what that means, i don’t know what anything means, but i do know that i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you so fucking much that it’s pouring out of me and i don’t even bother catching it anymore, i just hope that you’ll catch it, that you’re basking in my love, and i hope you’re happy. that’s all i want. i think id set myself on fire just so you could be warm. i think maybe id drown for you too, id do anything to see that sunshine smile again.
If we crave some cosmic purpose, then let us find ourselves a worthy goal.
Carl Sagan, “Pale Blue Dot : A Vision of the Human Future in Space” (via bowties-and-sweetdreams)
In lieu of flowers, Jordan Sullivan
the ocean was really dark and i was confused so naturally i took pictures of it !!!
To my children, I will say, “Fill your skin with kindness and find solace in your solitude. It takes bravery to be kind. But to be brave you will need to know how to stand for something even if you are completely alone.”
Nikita Gill, Lessons I Will Teach My Children (via meanwhilepoetry)
introduction
I am tangled in forget-me-nots, The blues and the lavenders lick the red out of my soul- Like a galaxy I am bright, dark, and beautiful; I buzz from espresso, feeling the air on my finger tips- It’s heavy to be alive. I’ve ripped a part my skin, my bones, my everything that makes me real because I am not, I am up and down I am all the emotions and none of them at the same time I flake away with the wind and build from the atmosphere- I am a wild fire burning through brush, through alive, through green. I am learning and forgetting, each word trickles out of my skin, leaving behind large scars, gaping and babbling for closure, digging and digging; I burn, I build, I burn.
Fox And Friend
This the Salt River located in Torrevieja, Valencia, Spain. (Source)
Imagine tripping and scraping your knee