DEAR READER
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
NASA
if i look back, i am lost
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Sade Olutola
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$LAYYYTER
@theartofmadeline
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Love Begins
izzy's playlists!
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Jules of Nature
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
will byers stan first human second
Game of Thrones Daily
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@nimmmirzeitmit
How to fall in love with yourself
wasch deine Haare
lass sie trocknen
such dir ein sonniges Plätzchen am Fenster
schieb dein Bett dorthin
setz dich mit dem Gesicht in die Sonnenstrahlen
mach die Augen zu
riech an deinen Haaren
b a
i d
s r
t e
d
w i e
ottessa moshfegh
Paul
Paul
Paul
jetzt endlich
fuck 2 emotionen
?!?! how to handle?
she leaves him
family break
would you've thought of a sky breaking in half?
impossible
i thought so too.
but Paul
shitty being
stole my heart
without knowing
so it can't be him
it never was.
ghosts
in my
head
i'm letting go
not quite at that point
but i will be.
fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. who understands you even in the madness, someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, and your hope. fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. do not fall in love only with a body or a face or with the idea of being in love
when the universe uses a tumblr post in order to get your attention
diffrent morning - exact same feeling
Waaaas genau ist dein Problem?
Crush; ich
hab ein
Crush
spielt er solo für mich Babeee ?
Ticket für die... nayyy nicht so
In der grob verputzten Hauswand spiegelte sich der Blinker des Volvos. Wie geht das?
Do you ever listen to a song and remember exactly what life was like when you first heard it?
Märznebel
Sag mir was ist das
Das nachts geschlichen
Das nicht gewichen
Bist jetzt sich hält.
Es liegt so weiß
Wie du auf mir,
Bedeckt mein Sein,
Bin bedeckt von dir.
Oh Unglück, der Nebel
Kein Sicht, kein Sicht
Kann nicht mehr klar denken
Und draußen - schon Licht.
Ich schwimme, durchschwimme
Die hellweißen Schwaden
Hoffe zu finden
- ich kann es nicht wagen -
Es liegt auf dem Herzen
Wie’s liegt in der Luft
Sind gleißende Schmerzen
Ein stummer Duft
Der Nase nun verloren.
Und das was bleibt ist Nebel,
So hell und weiß im März
Ach, wenn er sich lichte,
Mein hellweißer Schmerz.
Views from my desk at university.
studying for the medicine admissions test in one of berlin’s prettiest libraries
it is truly awful and evil that there are millions of young girls being told that covering any imperfection in their skin and lengthening their eyelashes so as to better frame their face and trying desperately to hide the natural shape of their nose is art. that this learned practice of picking out everything you’ve been taught to hate about yourself and systematically concealing or altering these things so as to make yourself more appealing is “a form of art”. there is nothing creative about the need to ~Be Beautiful~ at the expense of being yourself
I hate that all of the replies to this are some form of “Well I feel better about MY crippling insecurities when I wear Kat Von D brand makeup so SUCK MY FUCKING DICK AND LET ME DO WHAT I WANT, OKAY?” Like…this post isn’t to “shame” people who use make up or some moral judgement on people who wear makeup, it’s a critique of this culture that tells women that they’re ugly unless they spend countless hours fretting over every “flaw” that culture tells them is hideous and trying to constantly change the way they look so that they can feel validated by others.
Today I called a girl homophobic as a joke and she almost started crying
She said “my neighbors are a lesbian couple! I’m the least homophobic person you’ll ever meet”
I said “Kelsea I’m really sorry I hurt your feelings but I need you to know that homophobic people can have lesbian neighbors” and she just got even more distraught and said “I’ve been inside their house and I wasn’t even afraid or anything”
AFRAID OF WHAT??
this could so be a movie scene
So I’m about to embarrass myself a bit by sharing too much. I just paid rent and I have no money left for food or medication for a week. The medication is $200+ dollars and it relieves symptoms of PTSD and anxiety, and you guys know about how much food for a week costs. All my money from payday went to rent and I’m basically fucked until I get paid again next week. If anyone wanted to donate even a dollar it would mean the world to me. Like if 5-10 of you donated a dollar, that’s a package of deli meat and a loaf of bread. Please, if you can’t donate, please please reblog and share it with others.
Go to
PayPal.me/crescentbeing
me at night: go sleep
my brain: no.
me in the morning : wake up
my brain: no.
