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@nana3334
her voice was as silky as silken tofu. but her words were as firm as extra firm tofu
I want to grow old with someone and have them not grow tired of me
i am trapped in a body where nothing is my own
my arms and thighs are covered in marks left by her and many others
grown men have seen every part of me and she’s felt everywhere
i scrub the cameras and rip her fingerprints off my skin but no matter how much soap, no matter how hot the water, i will always feel her touching me
i all i wanted was for a boy to like me, a nice boy my age. i wanted affection and i got a girl with flames in her mouth.
she built me a tower of pink building blocks, and kicked it down like a child.
i wanted love so i starved myself so someone would find me attractive, even if it was a 36 year old with an anorexia fetish.
my skin and bones and chubby 12 year old face was his dream. he said he wanted to fuck me so hard my bones would break.
i blocked him after that.
i flinch at hugs and cry after kisses
MEN!!! it's spring. crop your shirts
In the silence of betrayal, I stand alone, As friends side with darkness, their hearts turned to stone. He, the tormentor, once held close and dear, Now a shadow of pain, an unyielding fear. Their voices, like whispers, echo through the night, Justifying his actions, veiling my plight. In their eyes, I see judgment, I feel their scorn, As I drown in the depths of a love forlorn. Haunted by memories, I'm trapped in his snare, His words, like poison, tainting the air. In the depths of despair, my mental health fails, As I'm consumed by darkness, and hope it impales me. The battle is lost, I'm weary and worn, Torn apart by the silence, left tattered and torn. I long for an end, a release from this pain, As I'm suffocated by shadows, consumed by disdain. In the depths of despair, I cry out in vain, But my pleas fall on deaf ears, lost in the rain. Alone in my anguish, I'm ready to depart, To find peace in the silence, to ease my broken heart.
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“I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life, and start figuring out the one I have.”
— Holly Black
people are way too comfortable being dismissive of children and teenagers. if a toddler comes up to you and starts explaining skibidi toilet lore or if a 13 year old asks you if you want to hear about their mha ocs you have to listen with utmost sincerity or at least pretend to. this is the only way you will get into heaven.
thinking critically as a consumer about the biases and underlying beliefs/goals of news media is approx 1 million billion times more important than doing the same for steven universe, ttrpgs, or porn. if yr gonna choose one choose the former
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i highly recommend for women and girls to be intellectually curious and difficult to shame
“as you get older, you realize that you’re not always right and there’s so many things you could’ve handled better, so many situations where you could’ve been kinder and all you can really do is forgive yourself and let your mistakes make you a better person.”
— Unknown
We Who Are Your Closest Friends
by Phillip Lopate
we who are your closest friends feel the time has come to tell you that every Thursday we have been meeting as a group to devise ways to keep you in perpetual uncertainty frustration discontent and torture by neither loving you as much as you want nor cutting you adrift your analyst is in on it plus your boyfriend and your ex-husband and we have pledged to disappoint you as long as you need us in announcing our association we realize we have placed in your hands a possible antidote against uncertainty indeed against ourselves but since our Thursday nights have brought us to a community of purpose rare in itself with you as the natural center we feel hopeful you will continue to make unreasonable demands for affection if not as a consequence of your disastrous personality then for the good of the collective