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Already Tomorrow in Hong Kong
Makes me want to go back.
I’m sorry for using this term but it only seems appropriate... #GOALS
WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH
11/22/15
“Where are you going??
“You should bring this in case*insert random situation but not, IMO, entirely unlikely to happen*”
“Who are you with??”
Of course you already know where you have heard these lines before. And of course, they’re from your mother. I guess you can say that most mothers, if not all, are natural naggers. But in another perspective, maybe they really are just being concerned and loving.
I’m 22 years old now and though I’m not even halfway there yet, I feel like this is growing on me already (thanks mom), which can be a good thing or a bad thing. Being an ENFP maybe is a factor on how I view relationships, particularly friendships. Sure, I have a lot of friends and acquaintances given my outgoing nature, but there really are just a few ones who are very dear to me and whom I value as family. And with that comes the undisputed love and concern for each person in that group.
Being friends with people is easy. Being a family to friends is easy... AND difficult because being there every step of the way is what it’s about. I hate and love that the cliché of crying when someone cries, and rejoicing when someone is is actually true, because you feel everything they feel. You are one person. Shit is an emotional roller coaster for me at times because you deal with time, distance, and whatnots, which help you learn to sympathize and empathize. In the most basic sense, you just really want what’s best for them and you sincerely hope they get it. Woah, that almost sounded so motherly.
And you’d know that what you have is genuine when you don’t have to question it, or ask for it, or even expect something out of it. You give without reluctance. Maybe I’m just the affectionate and (sometimes) blatant type, which can put me to a disadvantage of being let down but having this much love to give to the world shouldn’t be put to waste, right? If it means making a person feel loved and happy in the most trying or even mundane times, if you ask me again why do I care so much?
Well, why not?
To Star, Anj, Jepoy, and George, whatever paths life takes us this year and the years after that, know that you all deserve the stars.
S i g h #personal #photo
Tam-baes ❤️ lol ok bye #personal #photo
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Here's some color for your newsfeed 😀 #personal #photo (at Flotsam and Jetsam Hostel)
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Issues
My mind is in a clutter. I could start this out by saying that it’s raining outside and I’m cold and alone. That doesn’t make any sense but you know how rainy nights can make you feel… Oh, and don’t forget the perfect song to complement the mood. What a combo.
But amidst all that, I’ve come to realize that I am bothered because I’m feeling something, something that I can’t even really explain but I guess I have to write it down. I’m going to lay it all down here to try to make sense of it… hopefully.
Maybe it’s temporary, maybe it will last for a few days, maybe it’s just for tonight because of this fucking weather and this song that’s making me all sentimental and shit when I don’t even have anything to worry or think seriously about.
Maybe that’s the problem. You might probably think what the hell am I complaining about when life is good and that I should just be grateful. I am. Then things get boring, and as selfish and immature-sounding as it is, a little drama wouldn’t hurt no one.
I’ve never had the courage to admit that maybe sometimes I get lonely, or that there is a need to find a constant person you can have easy conversations with or share a beer with when nights get dark and things get heavy. Friends are great, but you know what I mean.
And I hate that I’m actually cringing just because I just put that right out there, that I’m actually capable of feeling, feeling THIS. I’m afraid I’ve gotten so strong that I’ve become scared of being vulnerable. I’m afraid that maybe I appear so amusing and transparent that no one would care to dig in more deeply and take me seriously. I wonder why it was so hard to be honest with myself. God knows how much guts it took to say these things out loud even just in writing.
I’d like to believe this is ultimately a test of patience, because really, I’m not the type to just settle for anyone who just happens to pass by. In the meantime, I’m just going to to lay in bed, put my earphones on, and feel things.
Been feeding my extrovert self lately that I didn't know the effect on me is going to be big. Now, I'm itching to go on another beach trip, make more friends and visit old ones, and suck less at surfing. 😭🌊😎 #boredsabahay #alistayopls #seapanx #personal