this is a serious question but do y'all like. want to hear about my life. or is that shit boring
Me to the hypothetical readers of my journal

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EXPECTATIONS
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Love Begins
NASA
Today's Document

pixel skylines

shark vs the universe

tannertan36
Xuebing Du

JVL

bliss lane
taylor price

oozey mess
Misplaced Lens Cap
RMH
Mike Driver

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this is a serious question but do y'all like. want to hear about my life. or is that shit boring
Me to the hypothetical readers of my journal
Ancient Greek Coins With Octopuses 🐙
My boss, trying to be encouraging: today is your day of perseverance!
Me, under my breath: every day is my day of perseverance
sitting on this one for a little while but... bibically accurate body horror fractal sunflower
Self Combustion, David Demaret, 2013
Intruder
Portrait of the deceased.
Devastated to find out that my long-distance co-worker who gets on my nerves is someone I met years ago in a book club that my boyfriend introduced me to, and is actually a cool person outside of work. I hate multi-faceted people.
Duh
At the end of the day, you have two choices in love – one is to accept someone just as they are and the other is to walk away. There is no in between. There is no bartering, bargaining, expecting and falling short in love. There is just choosing to be there or to not. Anything in between is a tired, self-interested excuse for love.
Heidi Priebe, This Is Me Letting You Go
Choosing self-interest today
The way to bypass your inevitable fate in being mid in the thing you do is to be doing something so fucking weird that they have to come up with a whole new cathegory just to classify you properly. Centuries will pass before someone else thinks of doing the same thing as whatever the fuck you're doing, and just because they're better at in in every way than you were doesn't mean they win. You won't care, you're dead.
KAPOW!!!!!
Credit to shreddin_kevin
“Robert Pattinson showed up with iPhone voice recordings and had already nailed the voice for ‘THE BOY AND THE HERON’ before recording started. It was his first ever voice role and he finished in 2 days.” (source)
I guess this is what would happen if a werewolf bit a skeleton.
It is once again time to listen to 'what did I do last night' by bo burnham
A rainy day when in school is a top-tier memory. Of all the emotional and sensory memories of school, rainy days stand out. Rainy days didn't scorch. Rainy days made the classroom darker, quieter, moodier. We opened up the windows on rainy days, and had more of a tendency to stare out, inattentive. Rainy days smelled good, and there was a community feeling about it - shaking umbrellas at the door, smudging ink, seeking warmth. A game was made out of travelling from one building onto another. The background noise of a downpour made every voice sound clearer. The craze of intense, oppressive tropical heat was over in the monsoon - and something heavy would inconspicuously wash away each time.