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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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I'm Sully & Boo's my 3yo toddler, at the end of a chaotic day.
bliss.
i'm wonderstruck blushing all the way home
An essay-like 2012. *tawa*
I almost always asked “WHY” in everything that happens in my life. I never got the “BECAUSE” answers I want, but rather the “HOW ON EARTH DID IT HAPPEN” type.
Surprising and nerve-wrecking? Yes. Predictable? Not quite. Either a wild or lucky guess. So, I might as well say, my life, is a series of questions. I never got my answers on time, and never expected to have one (honestly), but right then and there, it appeared. Amidst the crumbling and debris of my so-called life.
LESSON? Never stop asking, I guess. And never stop wanting to know the answers, whether it completes you.. Or breaks you. Because mainly, these things make us, well.. Who we are.
Years are not just reminders of how long a person exists. It’s like a journal for everything that happens in his/her life. Mostly, imaginary but vivid, and crazy good.
HAPPY 2013!
pretty 'mouthy' back in '13, huh. but oh god. how i wish i was still this.... coherent.
adulthood changed me so much lol!
Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us
me all the time
I get it now. I get it. The things that you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end.
— John Green
I remember when I first tried a handstand; I couldn’t even get my legs over my head to the wall. I was so afraid of being upside down, of my arms deciding they didn’t want to hold me so I would just face plant, of just flipping completely over on my back. That fear came from being stuck in my head and overthinking everything. For me yoga has helped me release my fears (and other negative emotions) in many ways, it has showed me how strong & capable I really am. To the people who don’t practice, yoga just looks like glorified stretching and people pushing their limits to hit intense poses. But what they don’t see is a persons mentality changing for the better day by day; what they don’t see is all the work & practice put in behind the instagram posts; what they don’t see is the love flowing through your body with every breath you take, and every transition you make. When I step on my mat, it’s like I’m home. I’m free from my thoughts, and what’s going on in reality. I let go of what’s holding me back, and it helps me grow to be a better person on and off of the mat.
Instagram: the.island.spirit
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨.
<P.M, 2019>
“When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.”
— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via books-n-quotes)
You’ve seen hundreds if not thousands of McDonald’s fries stuck in cracks of car seats, not once has one of them been moldy.
THERE U GO. One of the reasons why I hate fastfood fries
Taking a nap because you’re in a bad mood is the same thing as restarting an electronic device because it’s acting up.
I’m forever questioning someone’s intentions.
Trust is some goddamn baggage to bring forever