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Keni
The Bowery Presents
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

blake kathryn
KIROKAZE
Phantogram Three

oozey mess
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Claire Keane

Love Begins
Fieri Frames

PR's Tumblrdome
occasionally subtle
art blog(derogatory)
One Nice Bug Per Day

izzy's playlists!
Sade Olutola
almost home
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@mortalsbeware
“The best advice I’ve ever received: ‘no one else knows what they are doing either.”
— Charles Bukowski
Jonna Hyttinen on Instagram
Is everyone ready to call the spirit?
This is a reminder to take a breathe and relax.
Stop telling yourself that the grass is greener on the other side, because it’s not. It is greener where you water it. So take control of your life and start watering your own pastures and grow your own greener grasses.
Fuck grass, clover is a nitrogen fixing legume and dandelions are super useful. Be the weeds. Grow on concrete in defiance of those who would thwart you.
It’s also greener where you bury a body
This post really goes for a ride.
Me: I love being out at night, I’m not scared of the dark!
tree: *exists, looking very vaguely like a person*
Me:
Brooklyn Nine Nine (2013-)
hold me back
We forgot about it
I once signed up to participate in a study on how depression affects memory, forgot I was meant to go do it, and when I emailed to apologise to the PhD student running it she basically told me that a) she was very used to this happening and b) the weird irony of her theories’ correctness making it very difficult to arrange proving them had by now gone from infuriating to hysterical
I went to the Grand Canyon when I was depressed and I literally forgot the whole thing. Like, the only reason I even know I was there is that I have photographs of myself standing in front of the Grand Canyon with dead eyes but i have absolutely no memory of it
People talk about depression like it’s just being sad all the time but straight up your brain stops working and sadness is just one of the many, many consequences of that
me: *doesn’t hear from best friend for a day*
me: omg are we drifting? we’re drifting. I don’t know what is happening in your life. I’m so out of touch. We don’t know each other anymore. What is our friendship?