Yeah, you know what teaches you that? Every class in textual analysis everyone on this godforsaken site loves to laugh at.
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Yeah, you know what teaches you that? Every class in textual analysis everyone on this godforsaken site loves to laugh at.
What’s going to make you happy right now? Is it some cake? Is it a nap? Is it calling your mom? Is it going on a drive and blasting music? Is it taking a bath? Is it reading a book?
Check in with yourself because you deserve that happiness, whatever it is.
I use this with my hospice patients a lot. Because "is there anything I can do to help?" rarely gets a response. But, "I'll be here till 6:30 and would like to do one thing to make your room more comfortable before I head out" frequently does get an answer. Often something they deem "too small to bug anyone with" like closing the blinds so there's no reflection on the tv, or repositioning their socks because the heels have wandered into the front and are uncomfortable, or they want ice cream before dinner today, or getting an extra blanket.
I also use this on myself. What's one thing I could do to make my environment more comfortable right now? Does it cure my mental illness? Hell no! Does it make me feel more in control of my feelings and the world around me? You betcha!
This is also a great way to start freeing yourself from the made up mundane rules we impose on ourselves. “What would make me happy/comfortable right now?” Maybe that’s eating a meal at the “wrong” time of day. Maybe it’s going and making your bed hours after you got up. Maybe it’s putting on a nice outfit and perfume and jewelry just for yourself at home. Maybe it’s doing house work naked. Maybe it’s doing something you haven’t since you were a little kid, like blowing bubbles in chocolate milk. Maybe it’s cutting all the tags out of your clothes. Maybe it’s keeping a fun rock in your pocket.
Ask yourself what would make you happier/more comfortable in that moment, and don’t berate yourself if the answer seems silly. Try it, see if it works.
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I will literally never believe your 20s are meant to be the prime of your life. The years immediately following your adolescence? When you’re entrenched in the battlefields of un/learning, healing, and growing? Yeah right
When Anaïs Nin said “I don’t want worship. I want understanding,” and when George Orwell said “Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood,” and when Marina Tsvetaeva said “In my early childhood, for as long as I can remember, I thought that I wanted to be loved. Now I know and tell everyone: I don’t need love, I need understanding.”
white woman reaches her arm down my throat tucks her confession in the lining of my stomach absolves herself of her sins
-charlotte zhang
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I was high off my ass last night and had this dream where I was in this dense ass forest and sitting there was a tall woman. She was so tall I couldn’t see her face but she was wearing gold and I was like “uh…hi?” And she said “I made you, do you know that?” And I nodded and she was like “I hear your thoughts. Why do you hate my creation? Why do you try to destroy yourself? I made you perfect as you are. Please don’t break my heart”. Then she started crying and it flooded and I woke up with fucking heart palpitations like what does it Mean™️????
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inspiration struck and would not let me go until i drew this
Rooms with a view.
banish the idea that platonic love is a lesser form of love
if you go through life not investing in your friendships the same way you invest in romantic relationships, you will always be looking for love, feeling lonely, completely blind to the love all around you
friendship is not a lower level relationship. it is not a lesser form of love.
tumblr is dead but also if i dont reblog pointless images ill die
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inspired by Madeleine Jubilee Saito aka @madeleinewitt
so like everything is real and we just have to deal with it huh
poc: [anxiously] can you take off your shoes?