Christopher Isherwood's diaries, September 8, 1960
Misplaced Lens Cap
Xuebing Du
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
One Nice Bug Per Day
Keni
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
NASA
wallacepolsom
Today's Document
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
noise dept.

roma★

JBB: An Artblog!
will byers stan first human second
art blog(derogatory)
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DEAR READER

JVL
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Christopher Isherwood's diaries, September 8, 1960
"You can't be a lurker on tumblr." Yes, you absolutely can. I've been quietly reblogging things since 2014 and I haven't interacted with anyone in years.
“Travel and tell no one. Live a true love story and tell no one. Live happily and tell no one. People ruin beautiful things.”
— Khalil Gibran
“Between what is said and not meant, and what is meant and not said, most of love is lost.”
— Khalil Gibran
Amy Tan, Saving Fish from Drowing
“To heal is to touch with love that which was previously touched by fear.”
— Stephen Levine
“They say nothing lasts forever but they’re just scared it will last longer than they can love it.”
— Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
What a year this week has been.
It’s Monday.
It sure as hell is.
The earlier in the day Monday you reblog the funnier this gets
i hate airpods dude id rather be broke than have two lil tiny things to keep track of. “oh there’s like a carrier” muh muh muh like i’ll remember the carrier when im barreling out of my door with the bus coming in 2 minutes. an airpod falls out and falls into a storm drain. i fling my head around to watch it fall and the other one flies out into the street and my bus crushes it. i scream in agony and run up to it and the bus just barrels straight over me bc bus drivers in chicago have 3 kill allowances a year
“Time ticks by; we grow older. Before we know it, too much time has passed and we’ve missed the chance to have had other people hurt us. To a younger me this sounded like luck; to an older me this sounds like a quiet tragedy.”
— Douglas Coupland, Life After God
“… the only true paradise is always the paradise we have lost …”
— Marcel Proust, from The Past Recaptured (Le Temps retrouvé) [called Time Regained in later translations] volume 7 (Grasset and Gallimard, 1927)
Girl’s night out (of body experience)
when u meet a new friend and you have no memories to talk about
“Never give up on a dream because of the time it will take to accomplish it. The time will pass anyway.”
— Earl Nightingale
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