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@moshforlovers
some of y'all don’t want to improve or get better because you don’t want the responsibility of thinking of people other than yourself as important and worth considering in your actions. you use dysfunction as a cover to be self-centered and bratty and then wonder why no one wants to treat you like you’re important or worth knowing.
*80s pop playing as I lay dead in the middle of the woods*
god should have taken me instead of vine
All my friends are going through horrible shit and I feel like I can’t balance properly taking care of any of them — and honestly, my doctors tell me I should be hospitalised but all I can think is I have got friends to take care of badly and a degree to major in poorly and tears to cry and ugh
Gaspar Noè by Karl Glusman, March 2017
Need to find me someone who dreams of taking care of pathetic sad girls and exploit him as much as he exploits me.
Goodluck to everyone who wants to make the way my mental illness presents romantic. Apparently it’s puke in my nose.
Had a panic attack. Puked my guts out. My nose started bleeding. Puked my guts out again. Got puke in my nose. Hysterically cried.
Feeling like another panic attack is on the rise. I have no one to take care of me. I am at the end of my energy.
I don’t know what to do.
SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN BACK
photos by (click pic) michael poliza, dennis fast and matthias brieter of polar bears amongst the fireweed in churchill, manitoba. the area has the largest, and most southerly, concentration of the animals on the planet. in late summer and early fall the polar bears make their way to the hudson bay, waiting for it to freeze over so they can hunt for seals on the ice. but every year, the ice is forming later and later, forcing the polar bears to go hungry for longer.
I might have a fullblown internet addiction by now.
Someone save me from my
Bad days
Japanese Photographer Documents The Many Faces of Tokyo’s Stray Cats.
@fuckthiswebsiteihateeveryone2
it says so right there in my bio textbook i would never lie to you
perfect (bisexual)
reblog if you are a perfect bisexual, support perfect bisexuals, or just really love flowers
@sainte-ann i don’t mean no one should listen to their music or something but this ass hole is so romanticized (hence joy division= ian curtis almost) like when you watch the movie control or hear people talk about him, you get this whole tormented man with a grief that no one could ever understand (esp not a female partner)-trope, but when you compare this with the book his wife wrote that describes how he actually treated her (he policed what she could wear, where she went to, he often got angry and aggressive out of jealousy for no reason,…), you notice how the praise he gets is ridiculous + it also makes you wonder why there isn’t talked about how an abusive person he was too. like, where i live, his date of death gets honoured on national radio by a whole evening of interviews and joy division music, other men talking how great and sad he was blah blah how he suffered. all of this is even more absurd when you consider that the film that anton corbijn made of him, would be based on the book deborah curtis (his wife) wrote. like a woman can tell the world how she was abused by her husband and another man will still be able to make a tearjerker of a movie that makes you feel bad for the dickhead.