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@oneoverzero
flood the world with love
give someone a hug. tell someone they’re beautiful. spend some quality time with someone. give someone a gift, just because you saw it and it made you think of them. do something kind for someone, for no reason at all.
smile at someone on the street. chat with the waiter at the cafe, the guy behind the counter, the lady at the grocery store. compliment someone. recommend someone you know a song you think they’ll like. send a message to someone who inspires you, telling them how much their work means to you. spend some time with a kid. spend some time with animals. spend some time in nature.
invite a friend out for a drink and a chat. tell them what you appreciate about them and that you’re grateful for them. be patient and observant, where you would normally make a quick judgment and brush it off. give for the joy of it, without expecting anything in return.
flood the world with love, in whatever way you know how. it’s all valid. it all makes a difference. it all adds up.
just go all out, and flood the world with love.
oh really?
i see what you’re doing.
that wink that smile that twinkle in your eye that swagger in your walk that thin white t-shirt those jeans the way you lean in to make a point the warmth of your skin the closeness of you...
you’re gonna have to do better than that.
the games we play
i’ve just met you and i don’t know you i don’t know how many girls you treat the way you treat me
and to be honest, i don’t really care.
because i’ve decided that in this game i’m not falling until you do
how different things might have been
how different things might have been,
if we’d been older. if you’d said hi to me that first day. if i’d known you liked disney as much as i did. if you’d said no. if i’d not said, “fuck it.” if we’d listened to our parents’ advice. if you’d decided to become a lawyer, like everyone wanted you to. if i’d left the country, like everyone told me i should. if you’d not waited a year. if i’d not heard of that place and decided to check it out. if i’d spoken my thoughts instead of writing them down.
how different things might have been.
um
does my enthusiasm bore you?
it’s not that i feel fat
it’s not that i feel fat
it’s just that i know what i just ate made me feel worse rather than making me feel better
i know that what is sitting in my stomach right now is not what my body needs
it’s not the most loving thing i could have put in my body
and that’s why i feel so bad.
not because i’m unhappy with the way i look
but because i’m unhappy with myself for not making the most loving choice for my body.
i don’t need a “love the way your body looks” talk
i just need to learn to accept that even though i already love myself, i’m going to make mistakes sometimes
i’m not always going to make the most stellar choices when it comes to looking after myself
but that’s what any relationship is like, isn’t it?
about learning what the other needs, what makes them happy and what doesn’t?
and that’s what i need it to be like with my body.
i love my body, but i need to learn how to treat it as well as it deserves to be treated.
and i need to stop beating myself up for getting things wrong every once in a while.
we’re going to make this work
and we’re going to be happy together.
i’m sorry / please forgive me / thank you / i love you
it's not love
it’s not love.
but his skin is warm and his hands are strong and his smile is sweet and his eyes are gentle.
he walks with careless ease and he has the silliest laugh and i discover a different side of him every time we meet.
it’s not love. but it’s magical all the same.