Misplaced Lens Cap
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Xuebing Du
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Salvo (Italian, 1947-2015), Alba 2000, 2002. Oil on canvas, 60 x 45 cm.
Amstel 224-226 , Amsterdam - Wendelien Schönfeld, 2018,
Dutch,b.1950 -
Colour woodcut, 28 x 19 cm.
I really have to stop. I do feel guilt for the messages that I sent you here when shit first started hitting the fan. Also for some of the venting i do here sometimes, but honestly what else would you expect.
“If you start dating somebody within the next year I’m gonna hate you forever.” I said as a silly joke, wishing you well on the self care journey ahead of you. Little did I know how harsh the reality was.
I thought this would help me, I might actually be re-traumatizing myself. 
L told me a fucking story when everything first started happening about how upset she was when she saw me walking away holding your hand. Why the absolute shit fuck would I fucking care about that? Like why did she say that like it matters to me lol.
Men make women hate women.
Why did she get to know about the situation? Why did she know about me?
Truly truly truly I am so grateful that I didn’t “win”. Because we all know I am the real winner. (Cringe tbh hahah) Winning and losing doesn’t even fucking matter to me. What matters is that I have been able to live such a free and better life since I broke free of your captivity. 
I still can’t manage to get closure. Why do I need you to feel so much pain? Because I know you do do. I really do. And I know you do. I think it’s because of the manipulation, i’m trying to make you feel how pathetic you made me feel after I found out you were molding me like fucking clay.
You should have walked away.
I am so glad I finally walked away. And after this message, I’m getting closure one way or another and I never want to want anything negative or positive from you for the rest of my life.
I’ll let this sit here for a few days, but then I’m gonna delete tumblr.
richard kern
lol so if you were to create a pin….
Oh my god hahahahab I was like what the fuck does that mean hahahahahahahaha
Cobra snake vibes
I just found so so many photos of you and us on my laptop. Awh he’s so shy and bashful and doesn’t wanna show his face… no he’s a fucking two faced asshole and is trying to hide his face out of shame (?). 
being so cluttered makes the mind safer
J. Ashby-Sterry, Boudoir ballads (London: Chatto and Windus, 1876)
Oh my god lol I chuckle about when I sent you that ‘fuck you, respectfully’ song. Like lmao you probably thought shit was gonna go down then. Nah you had a little more time lmao. Tell your therapist I say hi.
Christian Hoischen (German, b. 1966), So um die sieben Rosen II, 2010. Varnish on fiberglass.
Mitchell Funk - Aspen, Colorado Golden Landscape. Luminous Lines of Light and Bicycle, 1973