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MY NEIGHBOR TOTORO となりのトトロ 1988, dir. Hayao Miyazaki
Soul Eater fanart to celebrate October
Fun fact: if you, as an adult, tell miserable children that their youth is the best that life will ever be, and that it's all just downhill from there, there's a percentage of them who will hear this and think "well, I guess I better kill myself before that happens." And a certain percentage of those will proceed to do that and succeed.
Anyway what I'm saying is that any time you feel tempted to say that, you should instead consider shutting the fuck up. Just because you peaked at 16 doesn't mean anyone else did. Most peoples' lives get better than that.
I will never ever ever get tired of flowers
🐌☕️ ☕️🐛
they’re on a coffee date
My main goal for 2026 is to do more of what I love. Only focus what I love and trust the magic of it all
Manifesting.
What if we were two horrid little beasts in a medieval illuminated manuscript
AND we kissed, also
I see her, and the world narrows to just the rhythm of her presence. Every line, every curve, every whispered breath is etched into me, not as fleeting desire but as devotion. I want her not because she is perfect, but because she is herself, wholly, vulnerably, unapologetically. Her laugh lingers in my chest, her sighs echo in my mind, and even the quiet spaces between her words feel like a song only I can hear.
I love her in ways that are patient and restless at once. I love her in the way the ocean loves the shore, endlessly, tirelessly, and with a pull that cannot be denied. To want her is to feel alive, to feel my own heart reach outward as if it had been waiting for her all along. And yet, to love her is to honor her, to see her as more than desire, to hold her spirit in awe.
She is the universe I carry in my eyes, the gravity that bends me toward her, and the stillness I search for in the chaos of living. I do not want to possess her, but to be present with her, to witness her fully, to memorize the subtlety of her being, to let my soul mirror hers in quiet reverence.
In her, I find both longing and sanctuary. She is the first thought in my morning and the echo in my night, the question and the answer, the ache and the peace. To want her, to love her, is not a choice, it is the way my heart remembers itself.
- unknown
so far one theme of the 30s for me has been realizing that literally every human being on earth who appears completely cool and collected and together with it at first glance has some threshold past which enough known information about them will shatter that mystique completely. i don't even say this negatively or pessimistically it's just been helpful to keep in mind that we're all like that.
Giggly cuddling that turns into play fighting that turns into you pinning you down and saying “try it. try to get away.” that turns into you struggling and cursing me while i push my dick inside you.
If we saw souls instead of bodies, our idea of beauty would be completely different.
you're the most permanent thing in your life. choose you, always
It took me way, way too long and too far into adulthood to understand that there are people who actually want kids. Like want want them, actively yearn to have little ones that are their own. Not just reluctantly thinking they might be able and willing to endure having some and tolerate their presence. But actually honest to god being certain that they cannot be happy if they can't have kids. In a way I still really can't wrap my head around it. There being people who really do genuinely want kids and can't picture themselves having a truly happy and fulfilling life that doesn't include being a parent.
Whats crazy is im literally about to do my best and be kind