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@nomadicallypiqued
Don't stuff people into your voids.
On some days you'd feel like a hero, on other days maybe you need one.
Don't let others' approval determine your standards.
Don't let your guilt reduce your standards.
And that's how I slept
With one eye on the phone
Like a dog with one ear listening at all times
Tell enough stories that every person you've met plays a hero in a way.
Thank You for making the sky so pretty that I'd at least look up to You in that way.
Flashes of lightning. But always in the other direction.
It's always 2 stops down the line that I wonder if I got onto the right train.
But yes my heart breaks with every step I have to walk in the opposite direction of a sunset even though I am heading home.
You know what's a great thing to realise?
That there are no rules to life.
Autumn has always been my favourite season. I love the beautiful colour tones it sets. I’ve only seen proper versions of autumn in pictures or reading books. Where I live, it’s slightly toned down (okay. more than slightly, sigh). Still, however, it has not stopped me from admiring it. And the slightest signs I see of it makes me happy. I love how the weather gets cooler and you get to wear all those warm, snuggly stuff you’d kept away: socks and sweaters (that’s the most I use, more than even needed). It’s nice to feel the wind while on a walk. And the skies show up with the prettiest clouds and colours (a fan). And how it darkens so fast. It’s indeed a very comfy season. I hope I get to enjoy autumn to the fullest one day. To wear boots and crunch on leaves. To fall into a pile of leaves and stay there, gazing at the sky. To take all aesthetic pictures. To roast marshmallows and have a campfire (isn’t that an autumn thing?). But most of all, to admire the beauty that the season is. And to have my heart satisfied.
~ t p
Back story: My sister and I had to wash up the balcony and this leaf was caught up as the water flowed down the stairs. I loved how it’s color stood out against the monotony of the stairs. And the water and the evening sky gave the added effect of a rainy day.
*me, listening to music*
Me: I could imagine dancing to that.
Me: .....
Me: Well, not ME.
Have you ever noticed that the things that people say always stick with us?
We’d remember them as clear as a bright blue sky. And the people who’d said it too.
But sometimes, just those words. Subtle, but lying there in the subconscious.
And perhaps our actions, words and feelings change based on it. We become kinder, consider another’s feelings, spread a smile, avoid something just to not cause pain. Learn to make the right decision because of an intelligent word and how to be braver.
But there are other changes too.
We become afraid, shy, lose our confidence. Our train of thoughts get interrupted, forming a mental block. We’d remember those words and somehow it would affect our actions. We’d want to be less happier, afraid it wouldn’t last. Or be less confident to avoid being a big-head. Avoid our passions for fear of being the odd one.
And we’d try to become “normal”. So that we wouldn’t have to hear those words again.
So I hope and pray now.
That the only words you remember are those of love and warmth. Of appreciation and courage and strength. And that the words that cause you hurt get overpowered by these. That you only take the good from that. That you’re surrounded by people who’d encourage you. Encourage you to do the right things (for that is important). And I hope their words ring loud and clear when you need them. Because you deserve to have your own thoughts, words and actions. Beautiful and unique as you are. And the world needs you. At least someone does.
I hope you hear whispers of cheer. Of warmth. And of love.
~ t p