
PR's Tumblrdome

ellievsbear
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Keni
Sweet Seals For You, Always

Discoholic šŖ©

tannertan36
occasionally subtle

blake kathryn
Claire Keane

No title available

Andulka

No title available
Cosimo Galluzzi

titsay
No title available

Product Placement
ojovivo
No title available
I'd rather be in outer space šø

seen from United States

seen from Mexico

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Vietnam

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Israel
@potential-dizzy
the girl I almost was still believes in me.
ā isa b. this survival hasn't been soft
Julia de Burgos, from a poem titled "That You Love Me," featured in Song of the Simple Truth: Poems
I was looking at my old posts and saw a poem and was reading it and thinking āthis poem sucks, why would I post this?ā And it was a fuciing frank OāHara poem
has anyone figured out how to turn off the thing where you love your pet so much it slides inexorably into grief-borrowing
āFor me this glass is already broken. I enjoy it; I drink out of it. It holds my water admirably, sometimes even reflecting the sun in beautiful patterns. If I should tap it, it has a lovely ring to it. But when I put this glass on the shelf and the wind knocks it over or my elbow brushes it off the table and it falls to the ground and shatters, I say, āOf course.ā When I understand that the glass is already broken, every moment with it is precious.ā
u can be boiling alive in your mind for months and then on a random tuesday ur head gets so clear and life is worth living again and you're like damn what was all that about then
AnaĆÆs Nin, The Diary of AnaĆÆs Nin Vol. IV: 1944-1947
Gus Bundy, Wild Horses, 1950
Iām not Christian, I donāt go to church anymore, and my pastor died, but when he was alive Iād sometimes go to his sermons and I remember one time he said āit feels good to hate, but we know that it isnāt allowed, so when weāre told that weāre allowed to hate someone we get so excited that we forget weāre supposed to loveā, and if my humble atheist ass might borrow some church talk Iād like to perhaps submit that
Anyhow sometimes on the day to day I feel disgust or revulsion and I have to ask myself āis this a danger to anyone at all or am I just looking for something Iām allowed to hateā and a solid 98/100 times itās the latter so once again thank you pastor D
Davandeh, Amir Naderi,Ā 1984
World of Tomorrow (2015)