“When I look at the world I’m pessimistic, but when I look at people I am optimistic.”
— Carl R. Rogers
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“When I look at the world I’m pessimistic, but when I look at people I am optimistic.”
— Carl R. Rogers
What stage of body dysmorphia is that when you're so disgusted with your body that don't even include yourself in your own daydreaming scenarios 🙁
«how do you get through tough times» I actually don't they just curl in my chest with a bunch of the tough times I had to experience when I was younger and this miserable coexistence keeps bursting my mind and body uncontrollably
actually hate that the bodys response to anything is nausea. ate too much? nauseous. ate too little? nauseous. an imaginary threat got you scared? be nauseous. on your period? you guessed it. sawed into your hand and need to go to the emergency room? perhaps throwing up into your open wound will be of help
what's the actual goal of being on a social media if the media is banned and being social is devastating
liking someone platonically is so embarrassing like. yeah i admire you. yeah i think about you all the time. yeah i look forward to every time i see you even if it's only for a minute. yeah it's all platonic and yeah i couldn't explain this because it'd sound romantic. fucking hell
Do I actually want to lay in their arms for hours on a gloomy afternoon while listening to the old love ballads and a thunderstorm outside or I just should reduce the caffeine intake and stop being delusional
Ever since you awoke in a cell in the cult’s compound you’ve been able to hear the apologetic whispers of their god. Apparently while they are fanatically loyal they aren’t very good at actually listening to their god.
God was not upset at Adam and Eve for consuming the fruit of knowledge, he was upset because it hadn't ripened yet. The plan was always to feed them the gift of knowledge, but the serpent tricked them into eating it too early, causing humans to be unable to understand the entirety of a subject.
I think it's actually essential to children's moral development to be exposed to short stories moderately beyond their reading level where a bunch of fucked up shit happens and then instead of offering a moral lesson or any sort of emotional or narrative resolution it just ends.
Am I actually aroace or is it just the feeling that I'll never ever in my life will be undoubtedly, unconditionaly, sincerely loved so there's no point in falling for someone, that's been chasing me since the age of twelve? Guess I'll never know.
the chosen one
I don't know which fear is greater - the fear of being stuck or the fear of taking action
Jesus and Buddha because I feel like they would have a lot to talk about
my daily affirmation as an author
maybe once I won't be stuck anymore I'll get that feeling of youth back again
my roman empire is just how many skills a human being can develop in a lifetime even if they start learning at not so young age I mean have you ever though of how we are the only specie who can suddenly become something they've never been before
like you spend all your life not being, lets say, a musician, not knowing anything about music theory and then one day you pick an instrument and sticking to it and suddenly the time passes and you're a guitarist or a pianist or whatever you've decided to become
that's like... crazy