watching Wake Up Sid is not enough,i need to live in these aesthetics with my s/o

oozey mess

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
NASA
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

if i look back, i am lost
Mike Driver
sheepfilms

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RMH
Cosmic Funnies
occasionally subtle
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Three Goblin Art
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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todays bird

PR's Tumblrdome
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Jules of Nature
$LAYYYTER

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@okayshiuli
watching Wake Up Sid is not enough,i need to live in these aesthetics with my s/o
currently in my "hugging a pillow because i am touch starved" era
just in case anyone needs to hear this today......
"One day, you'll leave this world behind
So live a life you will remember"
nhi yaar, my parents are not letting me live my life. aur trauma yaad rakh ke mera kya fayeda??mujhe kya milega??
somedays i'm pooja from k3g but most of the days i'm pooja from "pooja what is this behaviour?"
rockstar’s gf
i would literally allow alex turner to rip out my heart
from rodh e pure jaoya Kumartuli to the elitist cafes of South Kolkata.
2nd picture- instagram
7th picture- pinterest
survived without crying on my birthday??!!! should i call this character development or am i turning emotionless :/
The feminine urge to be bulbul
Hua hai aaj pehli baar jo aise muskuraya hoon Tumhe dekha toh jaana ye ke kyun duniya mein aaya hoon
Ye jaan lekar ke jaa meri tumhe jeene main aaya hoon Main tumse ishq karne ki ijaazat rab se laaya hoon
Maybe its been a thousand years since I fell in love with you. Maybe it's been an era since I bound my lines of fate with yours. Maybe we never existed in flesh and blood. Maybe we are lines and dots of the world's most beautiful poem. Forever etched on some parchments, fading at the same time. Who is God? What is God? God is us, our heartbeats, our mingled breaths, our falling tears, our confessions of love. Each passing day the universe burns in our passion and we fall deeper and deeper in this haze. You are me and I am you. Where do we begin and end? We are time embodied, eternity is our collective destiny.
(Pictures from Zara Shahjahan)
'im going to kill myself' arent even words anymore they are like brothers to me
i don't want to die,i just don't want to live
having a crush that no one knows about>>>>>
had a fight with my family,now it finally feels like a festival <3
should we call it a holi fuck?!
#happy holi bhai
If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.
“I saw a shooting star and thought of you.”
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