Ika

music, matthew daddario, matthew gray gubler, sebastian stan, and chris evans stan af. ig| @ikasalami twitter| @ikasalami

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

Euphoria (2019—) Created by Sam Levinson

[arachnaboy-deactivated20240429]

2020 does NOT pass the fucking vibe check what in the fuck is this

[just-shower-thoughts]

If you get married in Japan then fly to Hawaii and immediately die after you land, your marriage certificate will be dated after your death certificate

[frogmoss1]

weekend plans!

[notcuul]

Hey guys! Tomorrow is the LAST DAY to donate. @pairhouston is an amazing program that helps refugee students in all kinds of ways. I was able to volunteer with them and it was an amazing experience! Please consider donating to help reach our $2500 goal 🥰 LINK IN BIO #pairhouston https://www.instagram.com/p/B9XhAcIlpJ0/?igshid=1gk7kt3oa6m25

[notcuul]

did we drive 200 miles just to eat our faces off? maybe 🤪 #sanantonio (at San Antonio, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1FjYyMlpLq/?igshid=1nuqu3dw7ubl7

[tohealofendgame]

This shit make me emotional

[scarletdanvvers]

Oh god. Really Mark?😂

[phil-the-stone-deactivated20180]

actually ive decided that infinity war just needs to be 2.5 hours of peter parker trying his best to address various adult superheroes as politely as possible and struggling a lot. attempts range from “your majesty mr panther sir” (accepted with only a small twitch of the lips & shuri giggling a lot) to “starlord”, which earns him 2 hours of riotous mockery from a talking raccoon

[phil-the-stone-deactivated20180]

[nudityandnerdery]

“Peter. Mr. Man was my father. Just call me Ant.”

[pawpels]

“I already have an aunt tho”

[notcuul]

Stop 1: Japan 🇯🇵 https://www.instagram.com/p/BxbZqoWDZrm/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=j8tj8kkqvh16

[chasecharmer-deactivated2018101]

genres are OUTDATED. i sort my music by thottiness, jammability, rebelliousness, theatricality, and depression.

[butchflirt]

[notcuul]

emotional & grateful. 💓 #hidingplacetour #torikelly (at Wortham Theater Center) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bqqpng9gVrn/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9jst3baaj7w3

[notcuul]

emotional & grateful 💓 #hidingplacetour #torikelly (at Wortham Theater Center) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqqpnF7A9Ps/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1awkxgn0kt2yy

[mysilentconfessionstoyou]

“The saddest kind of tears are the ones you cry alone in your room with a pillow over your face to muffle the screams because you’re too afraid to let anyone know that you’re hurting this much.”

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-No one knows, and no one will ever know.

-m.t.t.

[the-homie-sexual]

“They say the hours between 12:00 and 5:00 am are the worst. That the only people who are laying awake staring at their ceiling at 3 am are the lonely or the loved. But what if you’re both? What if you’re being so endlessly pursued and loved on but it feels irrelevant because you feel so worthless, pathetic, and unlovable. You get 5 hours a day where it’s okay to be affected about whatever is bothering you, depression, anxiety, school, love life or the lack of one, what you could’ve said differently, and that one thing you should have said or did but didn’t. But I think the worst hours of the day are the other nineteen. The hours where you have to wear the “smile” and pretend to be okay because sad people bring other people down. You say it’s okay to not be okay, but you follow that with, you should smile so you don’t make others worry; which is it? Please myself or please the people? All I know is now I’m up at 3 am wondering what I could’ve done a long time ago to be sleeping instead of thinking”

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[letters-that-i-wont-send]

Dear You,

I love you almost as much as you hurt me

[crushing-quotes]

“We’re more than friends but less than a couple.”

[mortal-poems]

“I tried. And I held it together for a very long time. No one knew how hurt my heart was; they ran anytime I bared it to them. So here’s the truth, the last words you will never hear come from my lips; just from this ballpoint pen. I hate how my body looks. I hate how I made everyone else hate me. I hate how easy it is to slice myself to pieces. I hate how I am on fire one moment, and the next I am nothing. I hate the sadness, I hate my lungs for always being filled with butterflies, I hate my mind for being so broken; I hate not knowing what home feels like. But most of all, I hate that rock bottom has swallowed me whole and now I give tours of my hollow heart and teach others how to love a place that was never meant to be occupied; how to live with a disease that makes you want to die.”

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